Yan Qin did not admit that he wanted to see it. He felt that he was really too smart to find such a good way.
In mid-June, the temperature is hot during the day, but quite pleasant at night.
There was no air conditioning in the room, and a gentle breeze blew in through the screen window, causing the corner of the curtain to sway slightly.
Lin Sui was wearing short sleeves and put his hands on the hem of his clothes, pulling them upward to take them off.
Yan Qin looked at the slender waist and abdomen in front of him. The thin outline of his abdominal muscles could be called beautiful, and further up, there was a faint redness exposed.
But in just a second or so, the clothes fell down again.
Before Yan Qin had time to regret, he heard the young man in front of him say: "This seems a bit strange, I'd better turn around."
In the blink of an eye, Yan Qin could only see the back of Lin Sui's head.
What's strange! What's strange!
Yan Qin roared in his heart, they are all men, what's wrong with changing clothes? Are grown men still afraid of being looked at?
They straight men don't have this kind of attention!
The corners of his clothes were turned up, rolled into a ball and thrown aside.
Under the white light, the smooth and fair skin is even a little dazzling.
The young man bent his waist and abdomen, the curvature was like a slightly pulled bow, with full lines.
Yan Qin looked at it as if he had lost his soul. The surging emotions in his mind just now were silent for an instant. His soul seemed to be extracted and placed alone in an open environment. His field of vision narrowed and became limited, and could only accommodate one person.
The long and slender legs are straight but not thin, from slightly bent to straight when standing.
When the red cloth slid down from above, Yan Qin even felt dissatisfied and confused for a moment.
Why are you here? Isn't there something that hasn't been replaced yet?
No change there?
Yan Qin took a moment to react, oh, it doesn't seem to be necessary.
Lin Sui lowered his head, not used to it.
He wasn't very shy, especially in front of Yan Qin.
He knew that the effect of wearing it on him must be good, and he also knew that it would be extremely lethal to Yan Qin. The reason why he was not used to it was because this suspender skirt was a cosplay suit, so it was more suitable for the situation in the game, with some lace and radian.
This makes him look empty in front, and the wind will definitely get in when he walks. After all, his chest muscles are not very exaggerated.
But fortunately, he didn't have to wear it to walk around. It was just teasing Yan Qin to make him jealous. He had no habit of showing this side to outsiders.
Yan Qin was still immersed in annoyance, when he saw the person in front of him turn around, and his brain suddenly shut down.
Madam is too... too that!
Lin Sui's skin is inherently white. It is not pathologically white or a natural skin color of Caucasians, but a healthy whiteness that is unique to Chinese people.
Under the red fabric, the degree of decoration is doubled, and coupled with his already bright appearance, it is full of impact.
Colors are linked to certain adjectives, and there is no brighter color that is more passionate and eye-catching than red.
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The Villain Runs Wild | BL, MTL
RomanceLin Sui transmigrated into the cannon fodder of a cultivation text, a cannon fodder with a human cauldron constitution, destined to be a servant. Lin Sui, unwilling to resign himself to it, seduced the Son of Heaven, but when the cut out his Dao bon...