He led the group through the space, answering their questions. They then saw the endless fields planted with all kinds of grains, and small animals running around on the other side. For a moment, they felt somewhat dazed.
Qin Qianlu herself was somewhat dazed. Unconsciously, her space had become so vast, and the small animals had brought a touch of life to the space.
After strolling around for about an hour, Qin Qianluo, worried about Su Jinyun's health, led the group back to the two-story villa in the center, letting the three of them familiarize themselves with the place on their own, before taking Su Jinyun into her bedroom.
After searching through the walk-in closet for a long time, I finally found an outfit that was similar to what Su Jinyun was wearing. Luckily, my walk-in closet had many types of clothes in various sizes, which allowed me to find something suitable.
He handed the clothes to Su Jinyun and said, "Sister Su, please change into these clothes. I cut the shoulder of your previous clothes and there's blood on them. Wearing them back will attract attention."
Su Jinyun smiled faintly as she took the clothes. Her gaze shifted slightly to her shoulder before returning to Qin Qianluo. With a flicker of her eyes, she said, "Then I'll trouble Qianluo to help me change. My shoulder is still a little sore, so I'm a little afraid to move."
Her voice carried a hint of fragility, like a gentle breeze caressing a lake in spring, stirring the heart. At this moment, Su Jinyun's heart was pounding like a deer. She deliberately feigned weakness, anticipating the intimate contact with Qin Qianluo that was about to take place, wanting to see her cute and shy appearance.
Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo felt a surge of heat rush from her feet to her cheeks, instantly burning them crimson. She nodded blankly, took the clothes, and, as if in a dream, led Su Jinyun into the dressing room. With each step, she could clearly hear her own heart pounding like a drum, the thumping sound a testament to her inner turmoil.
Images of what was about to happen flashed uncontrollably through her mind. Thinking of this, the tips of her ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed, and she even walked with her arms and legs moving in unison. Qin Qianluo was filled with nervousness. On the one hand, she was extremely shy about her upcoming intimate actions with Su Jinyun, and on the other hand, she was secretly looking forward to it. This complex emotion intertwined in her heart, like vines entwining her.
Su Jinyun followed behind, watching Qin Qianluo, who was flustered like a deer, especially her bright red ear tips. A sweet and mischievous thought arose in her heart, and she wanted to tease this lovely person.
She thought that Qin Qianluo's shy appearance was really charming, and every little movement could tug at her heartstrings. This subtle emotion made her both excited and a little scared, scared of this feeling that she had never had before.
After entering the dressing room, Qin Qianluo gently placed the clothes on the sofa. As she turned around, she saw Su Jinyun looking at her with a half-smile. Her eyes seemed to have hooks, which made her heart flutter with panic.
Su Jinyun opened her arms wide, like a butterfly waiting to be cherished, or a delicate flower waiting to be plucked, exuding a captivating allure. Looking at Qin Qianluo, Su Jinyun's heart involuntarily quickened.
Qin Qianluo took a deep breath, as if summoning immense courage, and slowly stepped forward. She could clearly feel her throat constantly swallowing saliva, the gulping sound particularly clear in the quiet dressing room.
Her hands trembled as she reached out to unbutton Su Jinyun's clothes. Each touch of the buttons felt like touching a fire, making her cheeks burn even hotter. She didn't dare look up at Su Jinyun's expression, only staring at the buttons as if they were her only salvation at that moment. She felt both nervous and excited.
Nervous about the close proximity and intimate gestures between the two, and excited about fulfilling his dream of touching his abs, it felt like opening a forbidden yet alluring door.
Su Jinyun looked down at Qin Qianluo, who was unbuttoning her clothes. Seeing her face, which was so red it looked like it could bleed, Su Jinyun felt as if an invisible hand was gently gripping her heart, causing it to beat faster involuntarily.
She felt her breathing quicken; the subtle atmosphere was like an invisible net, tightly enveloping the two of them. This ambiguous atmosphere intoxicated Su Jinyun, and she wished time could stand still at that moment.
Finally, Qin Qianluo unbuttoned all the buttons and gently removed Su Jinyun's coat, avoiding her shoulders. At this moment, Qin Qianluo's face was even more rosy, like a ripe cherry, tempting to be picked.
Looking at the shy Qin Qianluo, Su Jinyun's heart stirred. She suddenly leaned closer, so close she could feel the other's trembling eyelashes. She parted her lips slightly, her breath sweet as orchids: "Qianluo, are you shy?"
The voice carried a hint of languor, and a touch of teasing. She did this partly to ease her own nervousness, and partly to tease Qianluo, since she had never seen Qianluo so shy before.
Qin Qianluo felt a fragrant breeze waft towards her, and Su Jinyun's warm breath, like feathers, brushed against her face, carrying an ambiguous temperature. She stared blankly at the face so close to hers, those exquisite features seemed to possess a kind of magic, making her lose her senses for a moment.
She swallowed unconsciously, her mind blank, filled only with the face before her and that warm breath. She was extremely flustered and didn't know how to respond.
Realizing what had happened, she reacted like a startled rabbit, quickly turning to grab her clothes, trying to hide her panic. Su Jinyun watched Qin Qianluo's reaction, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
After receiving the clothes, Qin Qianluo remembered that Su Jinyun's undergarment was also torn. She bit her lower lip, as if she had made a major decision, and turned around again to reach out and unbutton Su Jinyun's undergarment.
Her hands trembled slightly, and the moment her fingertips touched the buttons of her inner garment, it felt as if an electric current surged between them. Her heart was racing, a mix of nervousness and anticipation for this more intimate gesture, her palms sweating, and a secret expectation—the anticipation of the abs she had always dreamed of.
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