Emily walked to the door cautiously, looked out through the door mirror, and saw Owen standing outside the door.

"I'll change clothes and I'll be out soon. You can wait for me downstairs." Emily said through the door.

"This is how you treat guests. I arrived at your door and you didn't let me in?" Owen said with a smile.

Emily didn't sound angry when he spoke, but she still said uneasily: "My parents are not at home, so you should wait outside."

"Are you afraid of me? Will I eat you?" Owen said deliberately.

When Emily heard this, she quickly opened the door and said angrily: "Who is afraid of you? I just think it is inconvenient for a lonely and widowed woman to live in the same room. You can go downstairs and wait."

Owen seemed not to have heard Emily's words. When he saw the door opened, he immediately put his foot in, pushed Emily to the side, and walked in.

"Okay, okay, you wait on the sofa while I go into the room to change clothes." Emily said unhappily.

"Baby, you don't seem to be wearing a bra." Owen said.

As soon as Emily lowered her head, oh my god, she felt so strangled when she was sleeping that she took off her bra. She didn't know what was wrong, maybe her breasts had grown and her bra had become smaller.

"The outline is very beautiful, but you can only show it to me." Owen said domineeringly.

"Rogue." Emily returned to her room angrily and closed the door.

Owen burst out laughing and slowly walked to the balcony of the living room. The balcony was very large. Standing on the balcony, you could clearly see the garden and gate of the community.

"Oh, damn." Emily looked at the bra in the fish tank, feeling depressed and wanted to cry. When she was sleeping, she thought the strap of the bra was too tight, so she took it off, then threw it away, and actually threw it into the fish tank.

Here, what is she wearing?

"Can you hurry up, what's wrong?" Owen heard cursing in the room.

"Owen, can you go to the balcony and bring me a bra? My bra was thrown into the fish tank." Emily said bravely.

"What? It's strange that you keep fish in your room. There seem to be a lot of clothes on the balcony, which one is yours?" Owen asked.

"Go to the balcony. There is a round stand. The pink, peach and purple ones are mine. Don't take them by mistake." Emily warned.
Chapter completed!