"I don't know how to guess boxing." Zhou Qiyin's refusal is obvious, and no matter whether she wins or loses, it seems that she is losing.

"Rock-paper-scissors will do." Yan Yijun replied, looking like he was bound to win.

Zhou Qiyin saw his confident appearance, measured in his heart, and his competitiveness was aroused, and he also raised his eyebrows and agreed. "Wait a minute, don't cry."

"Don't cry." How can I cry when you see it.

Yan Yijun didn't say the latter sentence, thinking darkly, what kind of expression would the little villain be like when he waited.

Round 1.

Zhou Qiyin out of the scissors.

Yan Yijun came out of the cloth.

He lost.

The corners of his mouth tugged, and he didn't seem to care too much if he lost, and slowly took off his shirt, revealing his strong chest and abs.

Zhou Qiyin frowned, is this a benefit for her eyes?

"Again."

Another round began, but Yan Yijun still lost.

He took off his pants.

Zhou Qiyin vaguely felt that it was inappropriate, why was Yan Yijun so excited when he lost.

Before the start of the third round, Zhou Qiyin reminded, "If you lose again, it will really be gone." ”

"No need to be reminded by the little villain, I know." Yan Yijun stared at the little villain intently, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and he seemed to be very interesting.

Zhou Qiyin felt weird, but he couldn't say what was weird.

Another round began, but Yan Yijun still lost.

When he was about to take off the last fig leaf, he said teasingly, "You have seen my figure for so long, don't you have a trace of non-centricity?" ”

Zhou Qiyin picked up the clothes on the ground and smashed them at him, obviously winning him, but there was no sense of victory, but someone was showing off his figure in order to be upright.

", you sleep on the couch tonight."

After Zhou Qiyin finished speaking, he went to the bathroom.

Seeing himself in the mirror, his face was like a peach blossom, and his ears were red, so he suddenly became angry, turned on the faucet, and sprinkled water in front of the mirror with both hands until he couldn't see her appearance.

The night was spent peacefully, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to go to the banquet in the evening.

Zhou Qiyin looked at the cosmetics and dresses that Yan Yijun specially sent someone to bring over.

Slowly put on her makeup, and the man on the side stared at her with burning eyes, and she had to think that it was transparent.

"You seem familiar with makeup."

Zhou Qiyin's hand to draw eyeliner paused, and his eyes glanced over, "Beautiful girls who love beauty will wear makeup." ”

"Your makeup technique can be on par with that of a professional one." Yan Yijun did not expose her either.

"Oh, yes, thanks for the compliment, put away your rascal gaze, I guess I'll be better." Zhou Qiyin unceremoniously slammed back.

"Huh." Yan Yijun chuckled, slowly got up, walked in front of the little villain, leaned over and bowed his head and kissed, "I gave you lipstick, then it's not too much for you to give me back." ”

Zhou Qiyin's lips were cold, and the soft touch was like a dragonfly touching water, and he stayed lightly for a second before leaving.

Seeing that he also had some lipstick on his lips, she actually felt that his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was even more attractive than a woman.

The thumb rubs the lipstick on the mouth, and the action carries a touch of evil, which makes people feel extremely seductive.

"What, you're still stunned?" Yan Yijun continued to lean over and ask in her ear, while she moved back to avoid close contact with him.

"Less narcissistic." Zhou Qiyin denied it and continued to complete the makeup process.

When I finally got the dress, I found that it was a more traditional black long skirt, which should have been exposed, but it was not exposed at all, and even the sleeves were half-cut, which was not good-looking at all.

Zhou Qiyin looked at Yan Yijun with disgust, "Your vision is nothing more than that." ”

"No, your beauty is only for me."