Wen Yu rubbed his face, blinked, and said quietly: "They are all girls, please take off your obscene clothes..."
Only when Cui Xin came back to her senses did she suddenly realize that Wen Yu had taken off her obscene clothes at some unknown time, perhaps while he was in a daze, and was only wearing a goose-yellow Xiangyun bellyband.
The large area of skin exposed was so fair that it dazzled the eyes, giving him an unparalleled huge impact.
He has never seen a woman like this in his life? !
He was a little confused.
"What are you doing? Your eyes are evasive?"
Wen Yu gently covered his eyes and touched his collar along his cheeks.
Cui Xin was so frightened that she pressed Wen Yu's flaming hand, feeling numb all over.
In the flash of lightning, he seemed to understand something and hurriedly said: "Princess, princess, this slave likes men..."
When Wen Yu heard this, she paused with her hands, then stared at Cui Xin's pretty little face, burst out laughing.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha you, you like men..."
She laughed so much that she shrank into a ball, grabbed Cui Xin's collar, and almost died from laughter.
Cui Xin:......
"Princess, why are you laughing?"
After a moment, Wen Yu lifted Cui Xin's chin, her eyes curved: "What a coincidence, I also like men."
"I just see that you are taller and I feel safe leaning on you. What are you thinking about? Why do you like men? It's none of my business even if you like women."
Cui Xin:......
"Stop talking nonsense and take off your clothes too." Wen Yu urged.
Cui Xin grabbed her collar: "Princess, I really can't."
"Why not? I took off all my clothes. Isn't there a bellyband inside? I don't want you to be naked."
Cui Xin was silent. How could he wear a bellyband? Women's clothing was already his bottom line.
At this time, Wen Yu's questioning voice came from her ears: "You're not wearing a bellyband, are you?"
Cui Xin:......
"This slave has no breasts. It doesn't matter whether she wears a bellyband or not."
Wen Yu nodded seriously when she heard what she said: "What you said makes sense. Look at me, it won't work if I don't wear it."
He said and pointed to his chest.
Cui Xin subconsciously turned her gaze over, and the next second, her eyes shook and closed sharply.
What a deep ditch...
His face suddenly felt a little hot.
When Wen Yu saw his exaggerated reaction that she couldn't hide, the corners of her mouth curved into a teasing arc.
"What are you doing with your eyes closed?" Wen Yu opened his eyelids with her fingers, "Don't close your eyes and look at me."
Cui Xin:......
Wen Yu came a little closer, put her bare arms on his chest, and stared at his lips.
Even with the disguise, only the lips are more realistic.
A teasing smirk flashed in Wen Yu's eyes.
She grabbed Cui Xin's chin, and touched his lips with the tip of her tongue, bringing with it a hint of hot moisture, and soon it was like a dry seal on paper, showing its presence.
You can't ignore it even if you want to.
Cui Xin was shocked, and a flash of disbelief and incomprehension flashed in her eyes, as complex as an overturned paint tray.
At the same time, there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his ears.
What did she do? !
Seeing that he was stunned, Wen Yu rested on his chest and asked with a slight smile: "How does it feel?"
"..." Cui Xin was brought back to reality by the chuckle. He stared at Wen Yu's smiling face, his chest was beating very fast for some reason, and he muttered for a long time, but couldn't say a word.
Wen Yu seemed to notice the abnormality of his heartbeat. She touched his chest with her palms, curled her lips and looked at him quietly without saying a word.
Seeing him, he felt embarrassed for no reason.
"Princess, you really like women, right?"
There is no other reason to explain what happened tonight. The eldest princess of the Dasheng Dynasty turned out to like women!
Could it be that the obsession Lin Yuzhi showed before was just an illusion for her to deceive others?
But Wen Yu held Cui Xin's cheek with one hand and said with a smile: "Like women? No... I don't like women, I only like you."
Cui Xin:......
Cui Xin was confused by this sentence. What did it mean? Don't like women, only like him?
How should he understand this sentence?
"Cui Xin..." The corners of Wen Yu's eyes were crooked, and her voice was soft, as if coming from a far away place, hitting Cui Xin's eardrums directly.
There was a hint of unexplainable coaxing in his voice: "How about we kiss?"
Cuixin:! ! !
"W-what?"
"What, you are my personal maid." Wen Yu held his face and whispered in his ear, "Don't you know what personal maid is?"
As he spoke, he gently pulled open the collar of his obscene clothes.
Cui Xin's chest jumped suddenly.
He immediately wanted to sit up, but Wen Yu had already opened the skirt of his clothes, and her hands just slid slowly to his waist, and pinched him gently.
At this moment, he was so pinched that his limbs were a little weak, as if he had been intoxicated by incense. He could only lie on the bed and let Wen Yu manipulate him.
Wen Yu stared at Cui Xin's exposed chest and smiled in his ear: "You really have no breasts. Even Doudou is so small and pink. It's so cute."
He said and pinched it gently, then pinched it again.
Cui Xin was already in a trance as he slowly twisted and picked again. He looked at Wen Yu blankly, "Princess..."
"Be good." Wen Yu patted his cheek and said faintly, "Open your mouth..."
For some reason, he knew clearly in his heart that he shouldn't, couldn't, and couldn't, but he still moved his lips slightly in Wen Yu's bewitching tone.
Wen Yu's eyes showed satisfaction and she took his lips without hesitation.
Cui Xin trembled, and the two kissed passionately and passionately.
An unprecedented feeling hit Cui Xin's heart, and he seemed to hear his own frantic heartbeat.
It seems that after waiting for countless years, it has finally found the person it beats for.
This man was like a vixen, bewitching him to the point of unconsciousness.
Just when Cui Xin was intoxicated and immersed in it, Wen Yu suddenly withdrew and yawned: "I'm tired, go to bed."
After saying that, he lay down directly, rolled up the quilt, turned sideways, with his back to him, and fell asleep.
Cui Xin, who has not yet completely withdrawn:...?
He was lying on the bed, a little dazed. Could the inseparable kiss just now be his hallucination?
Cui Xin touched her slightly numb lips, then looked at Wen Yu's back wrapped like a potato, and then glanced at herself without a quilt. She was speechless for a moment, and became a little lost.
He is indeed a vixen, one who doesn't play by the rules and likes to torture people. He is a cute vixen.
