#2901 Reality (15)

The cheongsam fits well.

The delicate fabric makes those pale colors as beautiful as they come to life.

The luster of silk is flowing in color, and the zipper is not seen, only the buckle.

Bai Weiwei was sitting in the room, on the horizontal table where some decorations and ancient books were placed.

Her toes lightly stepped on the chair, and her calf was delicate and white, looming at the slit of the cheongsam.

She looked indifferent, stretched out her hand to lightly stroke her long hair, and when she saw Ye Yuxuan walking in, her eyes rolled, her lips were slightly raised, and her tone was still casual and calm.

"Xuanxuan, do you see if my zipper is a little hard to pull?"

As Bai Weiwei spoke, she tugged at her collar very naturally, and a disc buckled out, revealing half of her shoulders.

Ye Yuxuan's footsteps froze, and his eyes fell on the delicate whiteness that was half hidden and half visible under her collar.

Then he breathed heavily, as if depressed, and he reached out and tugged at his own collar.

He also did not correct her.

No zipper.

She has always been nothing, and can say it as if it were true.

In so many worlds, her technique of lying is simply...it makes him want to die.

Ye Yuxuan let out a light breath.

Then he walked over, his voice was calm, with a hint of husky suppressed.

"Turn around."

Bai Weiwei's lips were pursed lightly, and she was charming.

She curled a strand of her long hair with her fingers, the end of her eyes was slightly raised, and her eyes fell on him, like a small hook, which hooked the person being looked at, and her back was numb.

"Turn around for what?"

Ye Yuxuan was silent for a while, and finally turned his eyes away and landed on the table where she was sitting. She was sitting with two ancient books stacked at random.

These he flips occasionally.

Most of them are left, because the ancient books are scattered because they are too many, and the books are not easy to repair.

He looked it over and remembered it, so he just threw it away.

He went through the contents of these ancient books silently in his heart, and then made sure that he was calm, and raised his eyes to look at Bai Weiwei.

But she saw that she was already on her side, her cheongsam was silky, and her beautiful thin waist was drawn out.

And under the slender waist, then...cough.

Ye Yuxuan immediately raised his head slightly, and looked away again calmly.

"you……"

Sitting like this on purpose is simply challenging his endurance limit.

Fortunately, he just returned from that world, and his character has also been imbued with some patience.

Nothing rude was done.

His breath warmed a little.

The dullness in his voice could no longer be suppressed, and he said softly, "Where is the zipper?"

There is no zipper on the back of the cheongsam.

Bai Weiwei's eyes rolled and she whispered softly, "Who knows, official, show it to others."

Ye Yuxuan's eyes began to darken and darken. His fingertips could not be placed, and he began to tug at his cuffs and touched his watch.

Don't do anything else.

He felt that even a tortoise couldn't help it.

on purpose.

Did he ignore something just now that made her angry.

I went through the things I woke up in my head, but because the oxygen content of the air decreased, I started to have difficulty breathing.

As a result, the brain that has always been sober was suddenly a little dazed.

Bai Weiwei, however, was still persevering, sitting at an angle, showing her beautiful outlines in such a bewitching way.

She showed a hint of a fox-spirit standard smile, and she was deliberately soft.

"Come here, um~~~~"

She also stretched out her slender fingers, dangling gently in the air, like bait for hooking a fish.