Wen Yu turned his face, blinked, and said faintly: "We are all girls, take off your underwear..."
When Cui Xin came to her senses, she suddenly discovered that Wen Yu had taken off his underwear at some point, perhaps while he was in a daze, and was only wearing a goose yellow auspicious cloud bellyband on his upper body.
The large area of skin that was exposed was so white that it was dazzling, which brought him an incomparable and huge impact.
He had never looked at a woman like this in his life? !
He was a little confused.
"What are you doing? Why are you looking so evasive?"
Wen Yu gently covered his eyes, then touched his cheek all the way to his collar.
Cui Xin was so scared that she held down Wen Yu's hand, which was burning with anger, and her whole body felt numb.
In a flash, he seemed to understand something and said hurriedly, "My Lord, my Lord, I like men..."
Upon hearing this, Wen Yu paused, then stared at Cui Xin's pretty little face and burst out laughing.
"Haha ...
She laughed so hard that she curled up into a ball, grabbed Cui Xin's collar, and almost died of laughter.
Cui Xin: ...
"Princess, what are you laughing at?"
After a moment, Wen Yu lifted Cui Xin's chin, her eyes curved: "What a coincidence, I like men too."
"I just think you're taller and I feel safe leaning on you. What are you thinking? What do you mean you like men? Even if you like women, it's none of my business."
Cui Xin: ...
"Stop talking nonsense and take off your clothes too." Wen Yu urged.
Cui Xin grabbed her collar and said, "Princess, this is really not possible."
"Why not? I've taken off my underwear. I have a bellyband underneath. I'm not asking you to be naked."
Cui Xin was silent. How could he wear a bellyband? Women's clothing was his bottom line.
At this time, Wen Yu's questioning voice came from my ear: "You are not wearing a bellyband, are you?"
Cui Xin: ...
"I have no breasts, so it doesn't matter whether I wear a bellyband or not."
Wen Yu nodded seriously when she heard this: "What you said makes sense. Look at me, I can't do it without wearing it."
He pointed to his chest.
Cui Xin subconsciously looked over there, and the next second, her eyes trembled and closed.
Such a deep ditch...
His face suddenly felt hot.
Seeing his exaggerated reaction that could not be concealed, Wen Yu raised the corners of her mouth in a playful arc.
"Why are you closing your eyes?" Wen Yu used her fingers to pry open his eyelids, "Don't close your eyes, look at me."
Cui Xin: ...
Wen Yu moved a little closer, rested her bare arms on his chest, and stared at his lips.
Even with the disguised face, only the lips look realistic.
A teasing smile flashed in Wen Yu's eyes.
She pinched Cui Xin's jaw, and her tongue touched his lips, with a hint of hot wetness, which soon dried up like a stamp on paper, showing its presence.
You can't ignore it even if you want to.
Cui Xin's whole body trembled, and a look of disbelief and surprise flashed in her eyes, as complicated as an overturned paint palette.
At the same time, there seemed to be a buzzing sound in my ears, which never stopped.
What did she do?!
Seeing that he was stunned, Wen Yu lay on his chest leisurely, chuckled and asked, "How does it feel?"
"..." Cui Xin was brought back to reality by the laughter. He stared at Wen Yu's smiling face. For some reason, his chest was beating very fast. He stammered for a long time but couldn't utter a word.
Wen Yu seemed to notice the abnormality in his heartbeat. She placed her hand on his chest, curled her lips, and looked at him quietly without saying a word.
He felt embarrassed for no reason.
"Princess, you really like women, don't you?"
There is no other reason to explain what happened tonight. It turns out that the eldest princess of the Great Sheng Dynasty likes women!
Could it be that her previous obsession with Lin Yuzhi was just an illusion she used to deceive others?
Unexpectedly, Wen Yu held Cui Xin's cheek with one hand and said with a smile: "You like women? No... I don't like women, I only like you."
Cui Xin: ...
Cui Xin was confused by this sentence. What does it mean? Don't like women, only like him?
How should he understand this sentence?
"Cui Xin..." Wen Yu's eyes curved and her tone was gentle, as if it came from a distant place, hitting Cui Xin's eardrums directly.
There was a hint of inexplicable coaxing in her voice: "How about we kiss?"
Cui Xin: !!!
"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 means?"
As she spoke, she gently pulled open the collar of his underwear.
Cui Xin's chest suddenly skipped a beat.
He wanted to sit up immediately, but Wen Yu had already opened his collar, and her palm slowly slid to his waist, pinching it lightly.
Just this time, he was pinched so hard that his limbs became weak, as if he had been drugged by a drug. He could only lie on the bed and let Wen Yu do whatever she wanted.
Wen Yu stared at Cui Xin's exposed chest and smiled into his ear: "You really don't have breasts. Even your nipples are so small and pink. They're so cute."
As he spoke, he pinched it gently, and then pinched it again.
As he gently rubbed, rubbed, and picked, Cui Xin was already in a trance. He stared at Wen Yu in a daze, "Princess..."
"Be good." Wen Yu patted his cheek and said softly, "Open your mouth..."
For some reason, he knew in his heart that he shouldn't do it, couldn't do it, but he still moved his lips slightly under Wen Yu's bewitching tone.
Wen Yu showed satisfaction in her eyes and kissed his lips without hesitation.
Cui Xin trembled, and the two kissed each other, passionately and lingeringly.
An unprecedented feeling struck Cui Xin's heart, and he seemed to hear his own violent heartbeat.
It seemed like it had waited for who knows how many years, but the silent heart finally found someone who beats for it.
This person was like a vixen, bewitching him to the point of losing his mind.
Just when Cui Xin was intoxicated and immersed in it, Wen Yu suddenly withdrew and yawned: "I'm tired, go to sleep."
After saying that, she lay down, rolled up the quilt, turned sideways, faced her back to him, and fell asleep.
Cui Xin, who has not yet completely withdrawn: ...?
He lay on the bed, feeling a little dazed. Was the passionate kiss just now just an illusion?
Cui Xin touched her slightly numb lips, then looked at Wen Yu's back who was wrapped like a potato, and then looked at herself who was not covered by the quilt. She was speechless for a moment and became a little absent-minded.
She is indeed a vixen, and one who doesn't play by the rules. She likes to torture people. She can be considered a cute vixen.
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