Chapter 265: Ke Xin Dressed Carefully

Lin Sinan and Kexin high-fived to celebrate.

At this moment, the emotions in Ke Xin's heart were like a surging tide that could no longer be suppressed.

She threw herself into Lin Sinan's arms, her cheeks instantly becoming hot.

The moment Ke Xin threw herself into Lin Si Nan's arms,

The world seemed to be quiet in an instant.

Her heart seemed to be surging with endless waves.

The memories in my mind also emerged,

Time goes back to this morning.

During this period of time,

Go out every morning,

Always wear clothes that my mother wants to see.

And in the office,

The first thing to do is to change your clothes.

Put on the beautiful clothes carefully prepared for Si Nan Ge,

Today is no exception.

She came to the office early,

Open the office door,

Walked in,

I closed the office door again.

Turning around, he walked into the lounge in the inner room.

In the lounge,

The wardrobe door was gently opened.

Inside, a wide variety of light clothes came into view.

Her slender fingers slid lightly between the hangers.

Finally, it settled on a black lace slip dress.

She still remembers this skirt.

The last time Sinan and I had our first intimate physical contact,

This is what I wear.

Brother Sinan seems to particularly like black.

The texture of black lace is soft and delicate.

Fits on the skin,

As soft as a second skin.

The neckline of the skirt is heart-shaped.

It just reveals her swan-like graceful neck and delicate collarbone.

It is embellished with tiny rhinestones.

It sparkles charmingly in the sunlight.

The cuffs are slightly flared.

Tie a small bow with a ribbon of the same color.

It adds a bit of playfulness and agility to her.

The skirt has an irregular design.

The lengths are staggered.

Swaying gently in the breeze,

Like sparkling lake water.

Ke Xin put on a black suspender skirt,

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at myself carefully.

She stood quietly in front of the dressing mirror.

The soft light enveloped her like a veil.

Those shoulders are like polished mutton-fat jade.

Round and radiant with a light sheen.

Every inch of skin seems to be treated gently by time,

As delicate as the finest silk.

The black suspenders were gently placed on her shoulders.

It seemed like a mysterious trace left on her by the elves of the night.

The suspender cord,

Like delicate ink lines,

A clear line was drawn on her snow-white, almost transparent skin.

Darkness and light complement each other,

Like a silent dance,

Every slight sway exudes an irresistible temptation.

She turned slightly sideways.

The slender arms hang naturally.

That arm is like a work of art carefully carved by nature.

Slender and straight,

The lines are smooth without a single flaw.

The skin is as white as a new tender lotus root.

A hint of light pink,

Like a flower budding in spring,

Delicate and tempting.

Beneath that almost transparent skin,

The blue blood vessels are faintly visible.

Like a gurgling stream winding across the vast plains.

They follow her breathing and heartbeat,

Rhythmically rising and falling,

It seems to be the most beautiful melody played by life,

Every beat conveys the energy and vitality of youth.

She raised her arms slightly,

The fingers are as slender as bamboo shoots in spring.

Stretching gracefully in the air.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between her fingertips onto her arms.

Between light and shadow,

It further highlights the delicate texture of the skin.

Her wrists are round and small.

When it spins, it is like a dancing butterfly.

Light and agile.

The black suspenders tightened slightly when she raised her arms.

It further highlights the soft lines of the shoulders.

The clavicle becomes more prominent.

Like two exquisite small peaks,

Embedded in her velvety skin.

She tilted her head slightly.

A few strands of hair fell on her shoulders.

Interwoven with black suspenders.

The softness of the hair and the toughness of the sling form a wonderful contrast.

It adds a bit of charm and playfulness.

Her eyes fell on her arms.

There was a hint of shyness and anticipation in her eyes.

The long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eyelids,

As she blinked and fluttered gently,

Like two small fans,

Fanning the ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Her shoulders trembled slightly.

The black suspenders sway gently,

It seems to be telling a silent love story.

The slight friction between the sling and the skin,

Like an electric current spreading through her body,

It brought a light blush to her cheeks.

She bit her lower lip lightly.

The pink lips and the white skin complement each other.

She looks more and more charming.

She slowly lowered her arms.

My fingers gently stroked the suspenders.

Feel the delicate touch.

She took a deep breath.

Her chest rose and fell slightly,

The soft curves are even more charming against the black suspender skirt.

She turned and looked at the side of the mirror.

The lines of the back are faintly visible under the outline of the suspenders.

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