What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Let Me See 6

Qi Zhixing was strangled by Lin Zhuo and could only raise his hands to signal his surrender.

"What? Haven't you seen enough?" Lin Zhuo came in front of him, leaned close to him, and lifted Qi Zhixing's chin.

You're still hiding from me? I've fished you out now.

"I..." Qi Zhixing was about to speak, but his eyes unconsciously looked at Lin Zhuo's chest.

Probably because he had put on a piece of clothing casually, Lin Zhuo's collar was open and a belt was loosely tied around his waist. The white clothes were soaked by water and stuck to his body, revealing Lin Zhuo's figure.

Qi Zhixing's eyes were fixed on Lin Zhuo's chest. He could vaguely see red. His throat was dry and he couldn't speak.

"Are you okay?" Lin Zhuo looked a little shocked.

Why would he say that? I'm fine.

Qi Zhixing looked up at Lin Zhuo blankly, not knowing why he said that.

"You have a nosebleed! Are you okay?" Lin Zhuo reached out and patted his face.

Who could have thought that two streams of bright red liquid would suddenly flow from this person's nose!

After hearing this, Qi Zhixing subconsciously touched his nose and found that his hand was bright red.

"No, it's okay!" Qi Zhixing's ears turned red and he cursed himself for being useless. It was just a small matter and he actually had a nosebleed.

It was so embarrassing that Qi Zhixing immediately wanted to disappear from the spot.

Lin Zhuo saw through his thoughts and snorted coldly: "If you leave now, don't come to me again in the future!"

You've already seen my body, why don't you want to take responsibility?

"No, no, I don't want to leave." Qi Zhixing's voice became lower and lower as he spoke. He turned his head away and didn't dare to look Lin Zhuo in the eye.

"Look at me!" Lin Zhuo pinched his chin and made him look straight at him.

"..." The distance is too close!!

Qi Zhixing closed his eyes tightly to prevent himself from seeing any more erotic scenes. At the same time, he put his hands on his chest to push Lin Zhuo away. Otherwise, he was afraid that if the other party got so close to him again, he would not be able to hold back his anger.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Lin Zhuo felt that his lover's shy look was quite interesting. He licked his lips and wanted to have some distance contact with him.

"Qi Zhixing, I have something to ask you." Qi Zhixing didn't dare to open his eyes while speaking. He freed his face from Lin Zhuo's hand, and then secretly took two steps back.

Lin Zhuo wanted to laugh when he saw his actions: No, who was peeping at whom? Who would peek at the other person first before asking for help?

"Heh, the famous Demon Lord still has something to ask of a small cultivator like me?" Lin Zhuo turned his back and straightened his clothes. Although his flesh color was still faintly visible, Lin Zhuo looked very seductive.

Lin Zhuo draped his wet hair behind him, put on his shoes and walked towards his yard.

"..." Qi Zhixing felt that Lin Zhuo was playing tricks on him, and he felt guilty about doing something wrong, so he didn't dare to refute.

Looking at Lin Zhuo's leaving figure, Qi Zhixing was a little at a loss.

"What are you standing there for? Follow me." Lin Zhuo turned around and found that the man was still standing there, and he didn't know what he was thinking.