"Who wants to be a puppy? I'm just... checking if these pants are the right size... whether they fit you..."

Qin Che watched you spout nonsense with such a straight face, then nodded in agreement, saying, "Hmm... what a sweet little kitten..."

"Stop touching it. Here, let me help you put on this shirt." To cover up your guilty conscience, you volunteered to help him put on his clothes.

"Okay." Qin Che bent down and reached out. After putting on his clothes, he bent down again to make it easier for you to button them up for him.

After buttoning up your shirt, you straightened the accordion pleats on the front, took two steps back, and pondered what accessories to pair it with.

"Tie and bow tie are in that cabinet, come and choose." Qin Che pointed in a direction.

"Hmm? You don't think my taste is outdated? Let me help you pick out accessories." You raised an eyebrow at him.

Hearing this, he laughed and nodded: "Don't you like watching me get slapped in the face? Isn't this what you want?"

"Hahaha, you're right." You took his arm and walked to the cabinet where the ties were displayed.

As you searched through the dazzling array of options, a flash of inspiration struck you.

You stopped what you were doing and looked at Qin Che with some curiosity: "I suddenly remembered that I once saw online that men should wear a shirt clip when wearing a suit. Why aren't you wearing one?"

"Which one do you like?" Qin Che's voice carried a hint of amusement, instantly guessing your little thoughts.

"It's not that I like it, it's just curiosity... curiosity... hehehe..." Can you say it's because of lust? Just thinking about that thing is so erotic.

"If you like, I can wear it for you..."

So generous!

"Okay! Okay!" you nodded repeatedly.

"Since I'm so accommodating, shouldn't you do something too?" Qin Che leaned leisurely against a cabinet, a tuft of your long hair twirling between his fingers, playing with it with obvious affection.

"Hmm...you really can't stand to suffer even the slightest loss." You poked his chest in annoyance. "Tell me, what do you want? I'll listen, and if it's acceptable, I'll naturally agree to it."

"Hmm... How about I personally help my queen change into her dress?" Qin Che said the above words in an extremely ambiguous tone.

This goblin!

Even the most ordinary sentence, when paired with his varied and intricate tone, seems to be coated with a pink filter.

You lightly raise your arm, your fingertips touching his chin, and say with an air of dominance, "Granted~"

Such a small request should naturally be agreed to.

You took out the tie and cufflinks you had chosen and placed them on the tray on the coffee table.

"Should I change here too?" You thought about how someone had come in through the door earlier, and wondered if you should lock the door now.

"That's a changing room, go there..."

There was a changing room, so you felt relieved and walked in the direction he pointed. Qin Che took the dress and followed behind you.

This dressing room is much more spacious than you might imagine, with huge floor-to-ceiling mirrors on all four walls.

Apart from a sofa and a clothes rack, there was nothing else.

It was just a simple changing room, but for some reason, your heart started racing the moment you stepped inside.

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