(Bl)(MTL)The fake young master became popular after wearing it back

Chapter 72

Chapter 72

    Because he was blindfolded, he couldn't see what he was wearing at all, and could only rely on the feeling of his skin.

    Fu Yuting tried hard to perceive and noticed that this dress was made of a lot of fabric, at least it had wide sleeves and hem, and he was relieved.

    However, in the next second, Su Chenxing got up.

    Feeling that his chest was exposed, only Fu Yuting, who had a belt around his waist, froze in place.

    In winter, the temperature is very low, and the heating is turned on in the house. However, even with the heating, Fu Yuting still trembled under Su Chenxing's gaze.

    Su Chenxing was standing beside the bed looking at his masterpiece.

    His sheets were dark blue, and Fu Yuting, who was lying on it at the moment, was wearing a black antique robe with a wide open collar, revealing his chest and well-textured abdominal muscles.

    Perhaps because of nervousness, the clothes on both sides of the chest were bulging a little.

    Do you feel so?

    Su Chenxing pursed his lips, picked up the phone, and deliberately opened the shutter sound, just a few clicks towards Fu Yuting.

    "Xing...Xing?" Fu Yuting frowned when he heard the sound of taking pictures.

    When he moved, his legs immediately showed a little skin. The friction and exposure of the fabric caused the flagpole to stand up. That considerable standing feeling, as long as you play the military song, you can attack the city with the rhythm.

    Su Chenxing sighed, his voice soft: "I thought Mr. Fu, who insisted on not falling in love, not kissing, and not marrying, would be more determined.

    " The black strips of cloth for the eyes are a stark contrast.

    Su Chenxing reached out and sorted out Fu Yuting's loose black rolled gold-trimmed robe.

    He inadvertently touched Fu Yuting's skin, Fu Yuting immediately moved his Adam's apple slightly, and his skin tightened.

    "Come on, lay your head on your side and bend one leg." Su Chenxing commanded in a cold tone.

    Fu Yuting was startled.

    He just moved slightly, and the hem of the clothes spread out. If he was lying on his side, wouldn't one leg be completely exposed?

    "Why don't you move?" Su Chenxing's voice sounded again at this time, obviously in a soft tone, but it made Fu Yuting feel like a succubus whispering, "If you don't play with me, I can only go to someone else to play. "

    These words made Fu Yuting's brows tug even deeper.

    Looking for someone else, looking for who? Is that Yan Lanqing, who looks exactly like the ancient little emperor, or Xu Yan?

    - Neither can.

    Fu Yuting turned into a side-lying position as Su Chenxing said, with one bent slightly.

    Black bullet panties revealed.

    Su Chenxing felt a little redundant, and said, "Pull down the panties a little bit."

    Fu Yuting pursed his lips and did the same.

    There was a non-stop clicking sound again, Su Chenxing was very satisfied: "Have you ever praised Mr. Fu as a natural model?"