Chapter 881: What is there to stop from a fake
Yan Tao's eyes unabashedly showed a look of surprise, she opened her mouth slightly, and her voice was a little surprised: "You know everything." β
Qin Zong's eyes were slightly cold, and his fingertips had already touched the hem of Yan Tao's clothes to his back.
He felt a thick strip of cloth.
Wrapped around the boy's chest and back.
The man's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he recalled in his mind the flaws that the teenager had exposed three times or twice before, but he didn't notice it.
It was all covered by Yan Tao's cheekiness.
Who would have thought that such a flamboyant and wanton teenager would be a girl.
Feeling the man's fingertips roaming on her back, Yan Tao couldn't help but feel a trembling feeling, and grabbed the man's moving fingertips with some trembling, and he said, "I have a hard time." β
Qin Zong nodded slightly, and said very perfunctorily: "Say, listen to what your troubles are." β
The perfunctory tone, Yan Tao could hear it clearly.
The man's mind obviously did not focus on her distress, his fingertips followed the long strip of cloth all the way to the end, found the flaw, and the slender fingertips hooked slightly, and directly pulled out the strip of cloth.
Yan Tao's heart trembled slightly, she was bound three layers, and the strip of cloth was now loose in both layers, and it was pulled down the line.
A layer could not completely restrain the slight bulge, and the soft shape could already be seen on the boy's originally flat chest.
Qin Zong had never felt so sluggish.
Yan Tao had shown many flaws in front of him, but he didn't even notice it.
It was the madman's words yesterday afternoon that made him pause.
The whole thing is loosely spread out, and there is nothing to obscure it. Yan Tao subconsciously hugged his chest.
There is nothing to cover in the chest, and there is always a sense of insecurity.
A smile appeared on Qin Zong's handsome eyebrows, and his thin and cool fingertips fell slightly to the position above the girl's chest, and he said softly: "Didn't you say it was fake?" What is there to stand in the way of a fake. β
For the first time, Young Master Yan felt embarrassed.
The cheeky Young Master Yan felt embarrassed for the first time, he slowly patted off the man's fingers on his chest, and shouted fiercely: "Go away." β
In fact, Young Master Yan also showed herself in men's clothes when she was in the Star Field, and few people knew her true gender.
I'm used to male dress, and the way I usually speak is also considered from the male side, and I'm really a little unaccustomed to being exposed at first glance.
Qin Ye smiled, feeling the embarrassing situation of the young man, he no longer teased and funny.
Instead, he turned his gaze to the young man's handsome face and asked, "You were the one who was there that night, wasn't it?" β
Young Master Yan rolled his eyes, took a step back, and kept a safe distance from the naΓ―ve Qin Ye: "Who else is it not me?" β
It's okay not to move, as soon as Young Master Yan walked like this, the last piece of cloth on his chest also fell, and she subconsciously hugged her chest.
I can't help it, I don't feel good about it.
As if holding some fruit, Young Master Yan's original body was transformed by medicine, and with years of training, he couldn't see it even if he was wearing a shirt.
I changed my body, and this chest is really a bit big.
Qin Zong's long arm suddenly stretched out and picked up the young man and walked out of the pool.
"Hey," Young Master Yan glanced at him, "Aren't we going to continue swimming?" β
Qin Zong's face was expressionless: "Do you want to continue running naked?" β
Yan Tao ...... ()
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