Upon hearing this, Jun Chenbi raised an eyebrow, and the corners of her beautiful lips slowly curved into a wicked arc. She lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, her voice alluring: "It would be my honor."
Qin Ge stared at the tyrant's smiling face, sensing that he harbored ill intentions.
What's so funny?
He thought to himself silently.
He's a bit irritable.
Like a rabbit that has already fallen into a trap, knowing that it will be eaten, it can't help but bristle in its death throes.
A pale gold robe brushed against the dark, cool ground as Jun Chenbi leisurely walked around the screen and came to the young man.
Wearing women's clothing is difficult, but wearing ancient women's clothing with its elaborate designs is even more difficult.
Qin Ge had given up struggling. "You come here."
—If the tyrant wants to see it, then let him wear it himself.
He chose to lie down.
Jun Chenbi took over the task of dressing her young husband.
His Majesty the Emperor had rarely served others in his life, but he didn't find the process of dressing Qin Ge complicated at all; on the contrary, he found it quite enjoyable.
A faint, almost indulgent smile played on her lips as she whispered gently, "Yes, you're dressed incorrectly. This isn't how you dress here. Let me help you."
The current Jun Chenbi is no longer the tyrant Qin Ge first met; he is now shrouded in gloom and malevolence.
Like a piece of raw jade covered in dust, it is polished by time to reveal a stunning appearance.
Qin Ge looked away, forcing herself not to be bewitched by the tyrant's appearance.
How could Jun Chenbi allow Qin Ge to provoke him while he remained calm and self-disciplined?
Long, cool fingertips occasionally brushed against Qin Ge's skin, tracing his back and waistline, sensing a slight tremor. A captivating yet wicked smile curved his beautiful, thin lips: "...Why are you trembling?"
Qin Ge, “...You fucking better not touch that place!”
"Here? Or here?" Jun Chenbi asked deliberately.
Qin Ge, "..."
He gritted his teeth.
He did it on purpose!
Qin Ge closed his eyes, thinking to himself that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years.
Let's see if he doesn't mess with someone when they wear it!
The boy closed his eyes, with an expression that said, "No matter what you do, I won't pay any attention to you." In the dim and enchanting palace, the faint light of the moon pearl fell, and a beautiful glint appeared at the corner of his eye, making his handsome appearance stunningly captivating.
Jun Chenbi's Adam's apple bobbed a few times, a burning sensation rising within him.
I wanted to tear open the red dress that was only half-worn, yet as cold and noble as a snow rose.
However, His Majesty the Emperor is no longer the impatient young man he once was.
He would rather strip away the women's clothes that he had dressed Qin Ge in piece by piece.
It's like unwrapping a gift.
There is an enjoyable process involved.
This process is an unparalleled feast for both the eyes and the mind...
"alright."
It felt like a long time had passed, yet also like only a moment, when Qin Ge heard Jun Chenbi's voice and opened her eyes as if she had been granted a pardon.
Wearing women's clothing.
It's unclear how Jun Chenbi knew the order of these seven or eight layers of clothing, but he managed to dress Qin Ge in every single one of them.
After faking his death and leaving the palace, Qin Ge no longer needed to dress as a woman. Wearing women's clothes seemed like a thing of the past. Right now, he felt like his hands and feet weren't even his own.
—Especially under the tyrant's burning, dark gaze.
That gaze made Qin Ge feel that Jun Chenbi wished he could... devour him.
He couldn't help but take a half step back.
This action seemed to be exactly what Jun Chenbi had expected. He gripped Qin Ge's waist tightly with one arm. "...Trying to run away?"
Before Qin Ge could speak, the tyrant, like a madman, parted his beautifully colored lips and chuckled, his tone chilling like that of a seductive ghost, "Did I agree?"
…
The sound of tearing silk rang out.
It's like a rose that has been ruffled and scattered.
The crystal-clear snow hidden deep beneath the roses was then revealed.
In the end, Qin Ge clutched the light gold dragon robe on Jun Chenbi's body, her eyes glowing with a beautiful red hue.
He rubbed the tips of his pearly white teeth against the broken wound on his lip, thinking:
"I went to such lengths just to see the tyrant in women's clothing; it's a complete waste."
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