"Mmm...!"
Under his control, Shen Zhiyi couldn't even nod her head; she could only blink to indicate that she understood.
Yan Jili then released her.
Like someone who had survived a disaster, I leaned back against the headboard.
"Hehe..." Shen Zhiyi kicked off her shoes, hugged a soft pillow, and rolled over to his side.
I put the pillow next to him.
He stretched it out triumphantly.
"It would have been better if you had just agreed sooner."
"If you had agreed earlier, I wouldn't have said so much; my mouth is already thirsty."
"Hey, is that water by your bedside? Give me some."
Yan Jili: ...
He knew then that his warning had been in vain!
I turned around, about to scold her, but when I saw her attire, my tongue seemed to get tied in knots.
His dark pupils gradually widened.
Abruptly ending!
With the cushion no longer obscuring her view, he was finally able to see what she was wearing.
A proper long-sleeved nightgown, but with a large cutout at the chest!
Her entire collarbone was exposed.
Beneath the white lace trim, there are undulating, semi-circular curves.
Like moonlight reflected on water, it ripples with delicate waves.
Shen Zhiyi leaned over him, walked past him, and reached for the water glass on the bedside table.
Then, without warning, the snowy white skin approached him.
Like a deliberately woven, gentle trap, it caused even the most serene ancient well to burst forth with intense, unstoppable desire.
Yan Jili pushed her away abruptly!
"What are you doing... ah..."
Shen Zhiyi slumped onto the bed.
He lay flat beside him.
Even the hem of the skirt, which reaches her ankles, is rolled up a little to reveal her slender calves.
Yan Jili hurriedly sat up and moved away from her.
"What are you wearing?!"
He was horrified to discover that the so-called long sleeves, upon closer inspection, were actually just a thin veil that revealed the skin underneath.
Her long dress.
It was more outrageous than any short skirt she had ever worn before!
What tormented his sanity even more!
"A nightgown, what else could it be?" Shen Zhiyi stood up angrily. "Why did you push me?!"
Her nightgowns are always made primarily for comfort.
She always just touches the fabric and buys it if it suits her taste, completely disregarding the design.
And with the skirt already so long, what else can he say?!
Her chest heaved with anger.
But she found Yan Jili staring intently at her collarbone area.
It was a breathtaking sight, as if I had never seen anything like it before.
His pupils were bloodshot from staring so wide.
Shen Zhiyi suddenly realized something and clasped her hands together in front of her chest.
Out of shame and indignation.
She reached out again and slapped him across the face!
Yan Jili got a nosebleed.
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