"What are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?" Qin Che spoke up at the right moment, his amused voice making your face turn even redder.

Feeling guilty, you didn't look up at him.

He continued, "Hmm... I guessed a little... If you want to... sure..."

This guy, he probably feels uncomfortable if he doesn't say these things out loud!

"Shut up..." you ordered him to shut up while trying to take off your nightgown.

"Huh? Didn't you say I'd come to help you? Why did you come by yourself?" Qin Che grabbed your hand immediately.

You were startled and looked at him with a dangerous gaze.

I knew he wasn't up to anything; he was just waiting here.

"Okay, okay...you come on...I won't move..."

She can only pamper her own man, what else can she do...?

Qin Che had his own purpose in doing what he wanted to do.

His purpose was all too obvious.

I'm flirting with you.

Qin Che's body was very close to yours. He unbuttoned his shirt very slowly, and while doing so, his gaze would occasionally linger on the buttons, but he would spend most of his time looking into your eyes.

Your heart is beating fast, but you still have to pretend to be calm and composed.

One, two, three buttons—as the number of buttons decreases, his burning fingertips will occasionally touch your skin.

"Can you be quicker?" You finally couldn't hold back any longer, swallowing hard as you urged him.

"No." He refused decisively.

"Alright, alright, you can continue."

You close your eyes, face death without flinching, and see what tricks he can pull next.

At that moment, he circled around behind you. You wondered what he was up to. As you opened your eyes to look for him, you felt your nightgown fall to the ground.

You were startled by the scene before you, and a faint sense of shame crept into your heart.

"Qin Che! What are you doing now?!"

You immediately wanted to squat down to pick up the clothes, but Qin Che handed you the dress he was holding.

"I'm helping you change your clothes." He said in a flat tone, as if you, who had just been yelling at him, had wronged him and he really hadn't done anything.

You glared at him again, annoyed, and took the dress.

Just as you were about to put it over your head, he suddenly grabbed your waist, stopping you: "That's not how you wear it...it has to be like this..."

After helping you to your feet, he squatted down. Seeing you standing there in a daze, he looked up at you and said slowly, "Lift your leg."

sky......

This, this, this...

There's no way to explain how you feel right now...

It's...very...subtle...

As for why you're so nervous, it's probably because the scene you're seeing in the full-length mirror right now is really challenging your heart.

You see your face getting redder and redder in the mirror, and your body gradually starts to feel hot.

He looked like he was about to be boiled alive.

You stiffen as someone places their hand on your ankle: "Why aren't you moving? Do I have to help you with this?"

"No...no need..." You finally regained some of your senses, put one hand on his shoulder, and helped him put on the dress.

Qin Che slowly stood up, pulling on the shoulder strap of the dress, sliding it up your arm, and guiding the shimmering, galaxy-like strap to its proper place.

“Turn around…”

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