Today is a serious matter, and the dress that Yan Siming prepared early in the morning is in the room.

"Okay-" Chu Xiyin finally pushed the boy away, and finally got air. Chu Xiyin learned a lesson, she was to blame for this, and she didn't refrain from flirting.

Chu Xiyin found out that the young man had changed into a dress.

Different from the white slim Xianmen costumes of the previous days, today he is dressed in Xianfu smoke gray, with slightly open cuffs, and the skin like snow is lined out.

Chu Xiyin's dress is also smoky gray, which is obviously a set.

"You wait for me for a moment, I'll be fine soon." Chu Xiyin said, turning around to get the dress hanging on the hanger.

The young man's face was flushed, with dissatisfaction and unfinished, knowing that Xiyin would be angry and would refuse, but he didn't want to.

It's like ......

It's like you'll never be satisfied.

"There's no hurry—" The young man grabbed Shein, who was about to leave, but even Shein didn't notice the hoarseness that came out of the voice.

"Why don't you hurry-" Xiyin's eyes dodged, and there was a hint of panic in her heart, which made her a little ......

Belch......

In a moment of pulling and dodging, the vase on the high platform next to the sofa fell down along with the flowers sprinkled with fairy dew.

"Shein—" The boy looked at the woman in front of him sadly, and he felt as if something unfamiliar to him was hitting his heart, rampaging through his internal organs, trying to tear his skin open and vent.

"What should I do?" Chu Xiyin's head was big, and it could be seen that this dress was carefully prepared by Yan Siming, and today was the first time that Youwei sat in the position.

"Just change your body—" The boy didn't think about it, and it was very uncomfortable to wrap this dress around his body. The boy began to untie his belt, his wet shirt running from the placket to his waist.

"I asked Yan Siming-"

"Wait—" The boy grabbed Shein as he was leaving, his eyes were forbearing, he didn't know what he was holding back, but the thought of Shein leaving, he was full of irritation.

But when he caught Shein, he felt even more uncomfortable.

The soft touch between the fingers, the familiar face, the more familiar lips and taste.

"What's wrong?" At this time, Xiyin did not notice the abnormality of the young man, which is equivalent to being blind.

"Uncomfortable?" Nervous? Even if Youwei's performance in the past two days is not excellent, it is not much of a fault.

Is it because he is going to sit alone in the seat where he is in charge next?

"Hmm-" The boy nodded, uncomfortable, as if a fire was about to burn out of his throat, water could not quench his thirst, only the lips opened and closed in front of him could quench his thirst.

Chu Xiyin was stunned, not sure what he thought, wasn't he nervous?

Chu Xiyin looked at the young man seriously, the young man's clothes fell on his waist, and the exposed chest was delicate and porcelain, like a delicate work of art.

But it's not the first time she's seen it, but Shein still leaves her gaze uncomfortably, and even she doesn't know why.

But she had a marriage contract with Xiong Sheng, and she was alone with Xiong Sheng, and this situation never happened.

It should be nervous.

Chu Xiyin followed the arm that the young man grabbed and pressed the young man to sit on the sofa together.

"Youwei, don't be afraid, I'll ...... with you"

When the young man leaned over, Chu Xiyin only felt that her heart was beating very hard, and the familiar smell filled all her perceptions at once, and she suddenly realized that the young man was no longer the young man who followed her and wrapped around the corners of her clothes, and the weight pressing on her made her impossible to ignore.

"Shein, I, I want to ......" The boy's kiss was disorderly, as if a hungry person who had been hungry for a long time saw that the food came too late to swallow, and his hands instinctively wanted more.

楚希音想要动，却发现自己动不了，那原先在身侧的手更是长驱直入，那双手触碰过的地方，仿佛带出一片火来，连脑海都一片空白。

She, what is he doing?

But Chu Xiyin has been in and out of the mortal world many times when he was on a mission to escape, and he has heard two sentences in those dramas.

So his mind was blank, and when his hands were wandering on his waist like a loach in his arms, ready to find another way out, Chu Xiyin was a little sober, and seemed to know what was going to happen next.

Those dramas that I didn't understand very well at the beginning seemed to be understood without a teacher at this time.

Chu Xiyin grabbed the pair of hands in time, his eyes were red, and he tried to find the young man's gaze.

"Youwei, stop-" Chu Xiyin's strength was a little stronger, and then he met the pair of complaining crimson eyes.

The young man is extremely white, pure white skin, and when he is wronged, the corners of his eyes are slightly red, like flying out of the clouds.

At this time, such a pair of eyes complained silently.

"Shein, I think—" The boy's voice was hoarse in his throat, half complaining and half protesting.

"What do you want to do?" Xiyin shook her head slightly, and a trace of something that even she didn't know flashed in her head, but at this time, the young man pressed against her, and she obviously felt something different.

"I, I don't know, I'm not comfortable—" The boy's crimson face was even more crimson, and the grabbed hand wanted to move but did not dare to really break free, rubbing dissatisfiedly, like a flattering cat.

"Youwei, maybe we should find some books to read." Chu Xiyin felt that there might be something in the play.

"I don't want books, I want ......" The boy didn't dare to say, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, as if only rubbing like this could relieve his discomfort.

"I feel the need to do so." Chu Xiyin felt that the same feeling was becoming more and more obvious, and the next moment he let go of his hand and touched it directly towards the place that didn't feel right.

"Uh-" Immediately following the boy's suppressed swallowing voice, a strange light flashed in the boy's eyes, as if he had been hit by someone in an instant, and even his body was numb.

"Maybe it's in the book, why is that-"

Chu Xiyin pinched, hard? How could she never have noticed that there was such a hard thing suddenly behind Youwei.

"Xiyin-" The young man suddenly opened his mouth and roared, his hands no longer desperately surrounded the woman in front of him, trembling all over, even Chu Xiyin was startled, the ...... that he was holding

A piping hot ......

Her entire palm was wet through a thin layer of silk pants.

Her clothes, her skin, could even feel the hot temperature.

Chu Xiyin lowered her head, and she didn't know when the young man's obscene trouser belt was scattered, and the liquid that came from nowhere was poured directly into her entire scattered robe.

The young man was half-lying on him, as if he had been stripped of all his strength, and the next moment he seemed to have some reaction.

He straightened up in confusion, his gaze more flustered than that of Xiyin.

He, he ......

"Xiyin, I, I ......" The young man was helpless, he wanted to go into the hole, and hurriedly wanted to wipe it, but as soon as he made a move, he retracted like an electric shock.

"It's okay, it should be normal......" Chu Xiyin was very panicked in his heart, but he had to pretend to be calm, the ghost knows what's wrong, but it seems, it seems, it seems to be ......

"Let Yan Siming send a set of clothes?"