Chapter 63. Little Beauty Zhan YeĀ
Su Tang decided to sink further into the sofa, adopting an even more languid posture. Her gaze moved discreetly over the areas the man wanted her to see, her fingertips idly twirling a strand of her hair.
Once the belt was unbuckled and the combat uniform dropped, the wide pink hem covered the view below.
Zhan Ye picked up the pink dress resting on his knees and gave a bitter laugh. He carefully measured the size against his palm. The difference between the upper half and his physique was so vast that even with the zipper open, it would take quite an effort to squeeze in.
But since he had agreed, what else could he do?
Taking a deep breath, he resignedly pulled the dress over his head. Just as he thrust one arm in, a creak was heardāthe cuff of the sleeve had been torn by him.
Zhan Ye froze in place, his movements appearing quite pathetic.
The manās head was stuck in the collar, one arm through a sleeve, and the ruffled edge tightly gripped his bicep like a chain on a large dog. The pale pink, puffy skirt hung down naturally like a blooming flower, with the man’s head at the very center of the petals. He looked quite ridiculous as he held one arm up, looking at her with a flushed face.
Su Tang couldn’t help but lower her head and chuckle. She reached for her wristband and secretly recorded the scene.
“Um, Sister, look, the size really doesn’t match. Can we…”
“Can we what? No! This is just the beginning. Don’t forget what you promised me. Our Zhan Ye has such great taste; I think this dress is absolutely stunning now. Beautiful people should be paired with beautiful clothes, shouldn’t they?”
Beautiful people…
Zhan Ye smiled softly. Did Su Tang mean she was praising his looks?
Seeing the man standing there in a daze of happiness with no further movement for a long while, Su Tang grew a bit impatient.
“Can you hurry up? If itās really impossible, then I won’t force you. Iāll just go find someone whose size matches this dress to wear it for me.”
Su Tangās words were clearly a provocation, but Zhan Ye was currently so focused on the woman’s casual remark that he immediately started moving again.
Ripppā
Zhan Ye finally managed to force his other arm in. The fabric was stretched tight by his broad shoulders, and the collar was stuck at his collarbones, refusing to be pulled down any further.
The dress was completely stuck at his chest, the wide skirt slightly wrinkled. The man tried to pull the skirt down with force. On the skirt, the tiny sequins scraped against his honey-colored skin, leaving behind streaks of suggestive red marks.
“Use some strength.”
Su Tangās gaze swept over those marks. Seeing that Zhan Ye hadn’t pulled the skirt down after all this time, she couldn’t help but urge him, her fingertips lightly tapping on her knee.
Terrified that Su Tang would get impatient and go find someone else to take off their clothes and put this one on for her, Zhan Ye gritted his teeth and gave a violent tug downward.
Tearrrā
The lace on the side of the dress ripped open, barely managing to wrap around the man’s waist and abdomen.
Not just the sideāthe collar had been stretched into an off-the-shoulder look by the man. The wide border of white lace tightly wrapped around his honey-colored chest. Perhaps because he had struggled a bit to squeeze himself into the narrow garment, the manās skin seemed to shimmer slightly under the sunlight.
“Walk over and let me see.”
He actually managed to get into it. Su Tang stared at Zhan Ye, her eyes shining. The palace-style small round neck had been worn as an off-the-shoulder top by him, but it actually had a unique flavor. She couldn’t help but beckon him over, gesturing for him to come closer so she could see more clearly.
Zhan Ye walked toward Su Tang. As her gaze landed on him, a smile couldn’t help but rise in the depths of her eyes. The hem that would reach her ankles only barely covered his knees.
Now, two long, muscular legs stood beneath the pink skirt, forming an absurd yet strangely aesthetic contrast with the sugary pink.
Since he had already worn it anyway, and seeing how she seemed to really like him dressed like this, Zhan Ye decided to please Su Tang. He stopped being coy and stood boldly in front of her, even voluntarily spinning around to allow the woman to admire him from all angles.
If he hadn’t turned, Su Tang wouldn’t have seen the view from behind. The zipper was stretched to its absolute limit, and the lace at the side of his waist had burst open, revealing his tight abdomen. At his back, the wide lace struggled to wrap around his back muscles, the edges even sinking slightly into his flesh.
“Sister, how is it? Are you satisfied with what you see?”
Zhan Ye gave a low chuckle, his rogueish tone carrying an intentional allure.
“Mm, Iām certainly satisfied. I couldn’t tell, but once Captain Zhan Ye dresses up like this, heās quite the little beauty too.”
Su Tang intentionally used the term Zhan Ye usually used for her. The man in front of her laughed, then crouched down to be at eye level with her.
“Then, regarding what this little beauty asked Sister for earlier, does Sister agree?”
The man seemed to know very well how to use his looks, especially in such an outfit, lowering his head slightly to put himself in a subordinate position.
“The honey trap is ineffective.”
Su Tangās gaze moved down from the man’s face and lingered on his chest.
The white lace was stretched very taut. The skin wrapped beneath the fabric glowed with a faint red. Su Tangās gaze fixed on the reddest spot.
Suddenly, she leaned forward, her finger hooking the tightly wrapped lace border at the right side of the man’s chest. She pulled it outward, then quietly withdrew her finger, letting the lace border snap back instantly.
“Hissā”
Zhan Ye took a sharp breath, his entire head dropping.
It wasn’t that it was particularly painful; a Sentinel’s constitution was very strong, and their sensitivity to pain wasn’t high. The small amount of force Su Tang used to pull and snap it back against his skin was nothing more than a tickle to him.
What he couldn’t endure was the tremor brought by the fabric snapping back. That sensation was too vivid, shooting straight to his head from his most sensitive patch of skin. Zhan Ye felt as if his entire scalp was going numb.
“Does it hurt?”
Su Tang’s fingertip visited the man’s collarbone once again, her nail lightly brushing over his heated skin.
“If you can’t even endure this little bit of pain, how can I trust you to be my exclusive Sentinel on the battlefield?”
The wicked little Guide.
She clearly knew he hadn’t made a sound because of pain, yet she was using this excuse to provoke him. Ugh, why hadn’t he realized the little beauty had such a bad temper before? Was she determined to break him today?
Zhan Ye sighed helplessly in his heart. If he had known these clothes would become tools to torment him, he wouldn’t have brought them back for anything.
“It doesn’t hurt. Sister, I don’t feel any pain at all. Sister, please choose me to be your exclusive Sentinel, okay? I can protect you well.”
the smile in Su Tangās eyes deepened, her fingertips tapping idly on Zhan Ye’s collarbone.
“Protect me?”
Sensing the skepticism in the little Guideās tone, Zhan Ye’s Adam’s apple rolled upward as he suddenly leaned forward.
The collar was forced further downward by the man’s movement, revealing the skin that had just been pinched and leaving behind a red mark.
“If Sister doesn’t believe me… you can try me out…”
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