Shen Zhaozhao practically rushed into the clothing shop, but in a short while, she came out like a gust of wind, carrying a set of light gray clothes that looked noticeably softer and finer.
Furthermore, this time even the matching inner garments were fully prepared, clearly out of fear that some peacock might take advantage of the situation and cause trouble again.
With a dark expression, she shoved the new outfit into Xie Linyuan's arms: "Is this alright?"
Xie Linyuan lowered his eyes, his fingertips touching the fabric that was noticeably softer and more delicate.
See, Zhao Zhao still feels sorry for him.
He only uttered the word "pain," and she immediately went to get a better fabric.
Thinking of this, Xie Linyuan silently raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Shen Zhaozhao, who was facing him sideways, as if studying the mottled patterns on the alley wall.
A hint of triumph flashed across his eyes, which were as cold as a deep pool.
The man began to change his clothes as instructed, his movements still unhurried, exuding an air of noble elegance ingrained in his very being, as if he were not in a humble alley.
The pale white undergarment covered her cold, white skin, slightly relieving the stinging pain from the red marks caused by the coarse cloth.
However, even the finest fabrics from the mortal world are no different from ordinary goods to Xie Linyuan, and cannot withstand his deliberate "wearing and tearing".
Seeing that Shen Zhaozhao's gaze stubbornly refused to fall back on him, Xie Linyuan's eyes dimmed almost imperceptibly for a moment, and his hand paused slightly.
The next instant, his fingertips seemed to "accidentally" hook onto the delicate tie on the side of his inner garment—
"Sizzle."
A sharp, clear sound, like silk tearing, suddenly rang out in the quiet, dark alley, sounding particularly abrupt.
Shen Zhaozhao turned around abruptly upon hearing the sound.
Xie Linyuan's newly changed moon-white undergarment had a sizable tear at the collar, the fabric hanging askew on his body, barely hanging down, revealing a section of his smooth collarbone and the skin below it, which was as white as jade but still retained a hint of ambiguous blush from the friction of the rough cloth.
The tattered fabric, partially concealing the wounds, adds a breathtakingly beautiful sense of brokenness. In the dim light, the whites appear even whiter and the reds even redder, dazzling the eyes.
The culprit himself, however, was tilting his head slightly, adjusting his impeccably handsome face to the angle that best highlighted his vulnerability and innocence. His long eyelashes trembled as he lifted his head, and his peach blossom eyes were now misty with tears, reflecting three parts bewilderment and seven parts suppressed grievance. He looked at the shocked Shen Zhaozhao with a frail and weak expression.
Those eyes were pure and innocent, as if silently stating—look at Zhao Zhao, you even bully him with a piece of clothing, aren't you going to... come and take care of him?
Shen Zhaozhao felt a surge of evil fire rush to the top of her head, her entire face instantly turning red, and even her ears and neck felt incredibly hot.
no? !
This guy is insane!!!
What exactly is he trying to do?!
In broad daylight, under the clear sky!
Has he completely lost all sense of shame?!
Shen Zhaozhao's mind was buzzing. The anger she had felt earlier because her child had been abducted had long been crushed by this even more outrageous and shocking scene. Now, only one thought remained in her mind—
Stop his increasingly unrestrained and reckless self-destructive behavior!
She took a deep breath, calmed her wildly beating heart, and glared at Xie Linyuan with sharp, piercing eyes, trying to convey the sternest warning: Xie Linyuan, if you dare to cause trouble again, I'm really going to beat you up!
However, when it comes to shamelessness... or rather, when it comes to the courage to abandon all principles and go all out in front of Shen Zhaozhao, how could Xie Linyuan, who was already deeply immersed in the "180-episode tragic love story" script, possibly lose?
Faced with Shen Zhaozhao's glare, which she thought was fierce but was actually less powerful due to her flushed cheeks, Xie Linyuan not only did not restrain himself at all, but instead met her gaze with even more "focus".
His gaze was as deep as the sea and as tender as silk, fixed solely on her.
However, beneath that seemingly pure sense of grievance and helplessness, a dark and unmistakable flame of desire quietly ignited and silently spread, attempting to drag her down with it.
Instead of straightening his tattered clothes, this scoundrel's long, jade-like fingers, with their distinct knuckles, seemingly unintentionally touched another edge of his undergarment, his fingertips slightly curled, as if the fabric was making him uncomfortable again.
The more Shen Zhaozhao stared, the thinner and thicker the surrounding air seemed to become. The undisguised aggression in Xie Linyuan's eyes, along with the alluring, dilapidated scenery around him that constantly stimulated the senses, created an almost suffocating vortex of temptation.
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
No, is this the right direction?
As time ticked by, Shen Zhaozhao, who was trying to maintain her fierce demeanor, began to look slightly unfocused when she met Xie Linyuan's deep eyes, and even dared not look directly into his overly direct gaze.
"Sizzle..."
Another soft tearing sound rang out, clearer than before, sounding like a thunderclap to Shen Zhaozhao's ears.
The tear in the moon-white inner robe was ripped open further, revealing more of the pale skin, making the lingering blush on the skin even more noticeable. Xie Linyuan's gaze also deepened, carrying an almost frank, self-righteous invitation and seduction.
Shen Zhaozhao: "..."
As the sound of tearing fabric echoed more and more clearly in the dark alley, Shen Zhaozhao's pitiful, paper tiger-like spirit, which she had been trying to maintain, was finally shattered completely, leaving not even a trace.
Damn it!
She has absolutely no chance against a lunatic who can get into character anytime, anywhere, regardless of the occasion, and who can flexibly adjust his bottom line to adapt to all kinds of "attention-seeking" scenarios!
Shen Zhaozhao turned around abruptly, as if being chased by something extremely terrifying called "Xie Linyuan's Temptation," and plunged headfirst into the clothing store once again.
Before she had even fully entered the shop, her voice, noticeably cracked and almost screamed, filled with despair and collapse, already echoed throughout the entire store: "Boss!!!"
"Get me another set of your most expensive, durable, and high-quality fabric! The complete set, inside and out!!!"
The voice was filled with a desperate, tragic sense of "I'll accept any price as long as he dresses properly and behaves as a mascot."
Deep in the alley, listening to Shen Zhaozhao's voice, which was clearly losing its composure and even carrying a hint of franticness, coming from the shop, Xie Linyuan lowered his eyes slightly, his fingertips gently brushing the torn edge of his inner garment that he had personally ripped.
A faint, triumphant smile quickly curved her lips, like the first melting of snow, a fleeting moment of beauty.
The strategy of feigning injury, supplemented by a slightly modified approach.
Hmm... the results are excellent.
Zhao Zhao's concern was quite obvious.
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