Chapter 593 Familiar White T-shirt

• Gu Annuan furrowed her brow, puzzled as to why he had left his room and joined her on the small couch in the living room. Didn't he just take off his clothes and prepare to sleep? Why was he awake now? Was he planning to go out dressed like that?
• She couldn't help but fix her gaze on Lu Xiuran, her body straightening.
• "Mr. Lu, this shirt looks very familiar," she said, tightening the blanket around her.