Although the golden lines are a little tattered because of the fabric, the characters on them can still be faintly seen.

The pattern carried an indescribable sense of mystery on her body, and even if she was full of embarrassment at the moment, it still gave people an indescribable feeling.

It was a sense of alienation that he hated so much, from a world he couldn't easily control.

Chu Ci noticed that his gaze was wrong, and blinked his eyes and looked down at his embarrassed body, although she didn't have any smell on her body because of the effect of the spirit grass, but in the end, she crawled out of the mud from the ground, and her body was covered with dust, and this is also the reason why she only touched it carefully when she comforted him just now.

At this moment, he took a closer look at himself, his lips were slightly deflated, and he was obviously a little disgusted with this embarrassment.

The dusty little paws were still tugging at his clothes, and they were also very dissatisfied with his thin clothes, dragging him to go out.

This person was stubborn and did not move, with a faint hint of carelessness in his eyes, like a predator who had caught some prey, his eyes were still red, and the person who looked at him was a little flustered.

What is this trying to do?

Although Chu Ci could see that his eyes were wrong, he seemed to be a little too excited at the moment, and she really couldn't guess what this guy who was still sick wanted to make a fuss about.

Then I felt the man's hand loosen slightly, as if it was grabbing the hem of her clothes.

Immediately after that, there was a 'tearing' sound.

Chu Ci's eyes whispered, and before he could move, he hugged her tightly again, and the already tattered white skirt on her body was directly torn into rags by him and thrown aside, leaving only a thin white undershirt inside.

Seeing that the golden lines were completely destroyed, the gloomy aura in Yan Ting's eyes dissipated a lot.

He simply didn't look at the half-hugged Chu Ci without being annoyed, turned around and walked a few steps to the side, as if the white cloth that he tore off was some kind of flood beast.

The weather was still a little cold in the end, only wearing a single coat, the cold wind was blowing, Chu Ci couldn't help but shrink slightly, Yan Ting looked at the bottom of his eyes, there was no expression on his face, but he raised his hand and wanted to take off his coat.

Chu Ci hurriedly raised his hand to hold his movements.

Originally, the appearance of the two of them was miserable enough, he still had a fever, if he took off his clothes and blew the wind in the middle of the night, Hu Lai should also have a boundary.

Seeing that there was a somewhat terrifying emotion in his eyes, as if he was so afraid that he would press her in his arms, he pressed her with one hand, pulled his clothes with the other, and looked at Chu Ci with his eyes down.

This person was originally stubborn and willful, but no one dared to disobey him before, and he didn't have anything very persistent, in the eyes of outsiders, this person was indifferent and cruel, terrible.

Now he has played ten out of ten willfulness in his bones.

Chu Ci raised his hand, put his arm into his coat, and hugged his waist, at this moment, the bodies of the two were only separated by two thin layers of fabric, which were very close.

The temperature on the little girl's body was higher than the temperature on his body, like a small stove, clinging to it.

Yan Ting paused, lowered his eyes to look at her, and felt that Chu Ci seemed to be tentatively pinching the hard flesh on his waist, and he didn't pinch it as if he was a little dissatisfied and patted him lightly, and didn't ask him what he did to tear her clothes, so softly into his arms.