Bad Egg

Sean's eyes narrowed slightly, and his mouth was dry. The burning sensation came again! But at this moment, that was not what he cared about the most. "Are you going out dressed like this?" Sean turned his head and asked Daisy with uncertainty. "Huh?" Daisy was surprised and nodded blankly. "Yes! What's wrong?" What was wrong? Sean was angry. He did not answer. Instead, he went straight to the wardrobe, took out his shirt, and threw it directly to her. Daisy hurriedly caught it and held it in her arms. She didn't know what was going on. "Sean, are you going to wear this? Don't you wear swimming trunks?" "Humph!" Sean chuckled and raised his jaw, pointing at Daisy. "It's not me. It's you." "Huh?" Daisy was stunned. She looked at his shirt and then pointed at herself. "Me?" "Yes." Sean nodded with certainty. "Ha?" Daisy laughed. "Haha... Sean, stop it. How can I wear it? Should I wear it as a dress? I don't want to wear it. It's a beach party. Who wears this? It's very hot outside..." Se