On the bed in the master bedroom.

Xu Youyu and Yan Zhusheng have left voluntarily, leaving the space here to them.

At this time, the girl was sitting cross-legged on the bed, thinking that Li Luo wanted to put on stockings for herself, so sitting like this would definitely not work.

So after twisting and turning, she turned sideways, retracted her crossed legs from the quilt, and stretched them out on the bed.

Winter has arrived. After taking a bath, Ying Chanxi wore cotton panda pajamas and long sleeves and trousers, which looked quite conservative.

Wearing it on Ying Chanxi, the hem of the clothes is pulled when turned sideways, so the loose part of the chest suddenly tightens, revealing the outline of a small hill for a moment, which is very cute.

After stretching her legs, Ying Chanxi's white and tender feet were exposed in front of Li Luo. They were small and exquisite, with her toes curled up nervously.

It's obviously just a foot, but it seems to be able to show expressions like a face. When the cute toes are slightly retracted, it's like you can see the cute appearance of a young girl hiding her face shyly.

On the other hand, Ying Chanxi's face was trying hard to keep her expression calm at this time. If it weren't for her face that was as red as a tomato, it would be hard to tell how shy she was.

Unfortunately, Li Luo actually felt a little regretful when he thought that such cute little white feet would soon have to be wrapped in stockings.

In fact, Ying Chanxi's legs look best when they are naked.

Xu Youyu's legs are relatively fleshy and feel very comfortable when pinched, while Yan Zhusheng's legs are slender and slightly bony, which is suitable for stroking her smooth skin.

However, Ying Chanxi's legs are very well-proportioned, one part more fleshy, one part less lean, and the proportions are just right. In fact, she doesn't need stockings to modify the shape of her legs. The lines themselves are perfect enough.

Stockings can only be said to be the icing on the cake.

"Then I start?"

Li Luo was sitting next to Ying Chanxi at this time. He lowered his head and stared at Ying Chanxi's little feet. He controlled his eyes to move from the feet to Ying Chanxi's cheek. Li Luo looked at her and asked.

"Yeah." Ying Chanxi nodded, and then suddenly realized something.

Since you are wearing stockings, then...

Ying Chanxi lowered his head and his eyes fell on his legs in pajamas.

If she wants Li Luo to help her put on stockings, then... obviously... she has to take off her pajamas first?

Otherwise, how can I wear these stockings?

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi became even more shy, thinking that she should wait until Li Luo was ready before she took off her pajamas.

But she remembered Yan Zhusheng's previous operation, which was really without hesitation at all.

So Ying Chanxi strengthened his determination, took a deep breath, and stood up from the bed resolutely.

Li Luo had just opened the opening of the packaging bag and reached in to take out the stockings, when he saw Ying Chanxi suddenly stand up.

Then Li Luo's eyes also lifted up, and he looked at Ying Chanxi who stood up.

Ying Chanxi noticed that Li Luo was looking at her, and her cheeks immediately turned red with embarrassment. She had just stretched her hands to her waist to pinch the waistband of her pajamas, and was too embarrassed to take them off in front of Li Luo.

I have to say.

If Yan Zhusheng took off her clothes resolutely, it brought a strong instant impact.

Then Ying Chanxi's coy look that she couldn't take off at this time appears tender and graceful, and she welcomes you even if you want to refuse, which is a unique style.

"You, don't look." Seeing that he was still staring, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but whisper, "While I'm taking them off, you, please do some stockings too."

"Ahem...I know, don't look at it." Li Luo quickly looked away, lowered his head and began to fiddle with the stockings on hand.

From what Xu Youyu said, the Yingchan River should be the kind of three-quarter pantyhose.

Compared with the thin ones worn by Yan Zhusheng, Ying Chanxi's pair feel thicker to the touch. Even if they are pulled apart, they are basically opaque. The pure white color looks quite tight.

And because they are three-quarter-length socks, they are different from Xu Youyu and Yan Zhusheng’s hip-covering stockings. Ying Chanxi’s stockings are two separate stockings.

Li Luo took out one of the socks and found the sock opening. He felt a little strange. Why did the sock opening seem a bit narrow?

However, he didn't think much about it. While relying on his previous experience and feel, he began to tighten the socks, and at the same time subconsciously glanced up to see where Ying Chanxi had taken off his clothes.

As a result, Ying Chanxi was still stuck on her butt, half-undressed, and secretly looking at him with a red face.

Seeing Li Luo's eyes glancing over, he immediately puffed up his mouth, pointed at him and said, "You peeked!"

"I'm wondering why you haven't finished taking it off yet... It only takes a second or two to take off your pants, right?" Li Luo looked at her cute shy look and couldn't help but joked, "Why don't I take it off for you."

"

As a result, when Ying Chanxi heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and he was actually... a little moved.

Especially now that Xu Youyu and Yan Zhusheng are both going to the toilet, and no one else is watching, Ying Chanxi still needs to be a little bolder.

Otherwise, she would not have mustered up the courage to kiss Li Luo when she was filming the MV by the river.

Ever since, when Li Luo just made a joke and continued to roll his socks with his head lowered, he heard a soft "hmm".

Li Luo was stunned when he heard this "hmm". He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Ying Chanxi, and saw that she had turned her head away, and her small ears were very red.

"I thought I heard something just now?" Li Luo said with a smile.

When Ying Chanxi saw that he had obviously heard it, but he still wanted to ask more questions, he suddenly puffed up his mouth in dissatisfaction, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and gave him a look to let him understand.

At this time, while Li Luo was teasing Ying Chanxi, his socks had already been rolled up to the end.

But the feeling on my hand felt empty, something was wrong.

This made Li Luo stunned again, and he quickly lowered his head to check, and then blurted out "fuck".

"What, what's the matter?" Ying Chanxi was startled by him and hurriedly knelt down and asked.

"Um..." Li Luo looked at the recently rolled stockings on hand, then untied them again, then picked up one end of the sock opening, opened it and showed it to Ying Chanxi, "Look at this opening.

, is it particularly narrow?”

"Well...it's indeed a bit." Ying Chanxi looked at the opening, lowered his head and compared it with his own legs, "It doesn't seem wide enough. It's also too narrow. Didn't I buy it wrong, senior sister?"

"That's right..." Li Luo shook his head and laughed, then picked up the other end of the stocking, and then opened a relatively normal sock opening under Ying Chanxi's surprised gaze, "Look, it

It was spoken by both sides."

"Ah?" Ying Chanxi was stunned, and it took him a long time to react. Then his face suddenly turned red, "It, it... this... um..."

"That's right." Li Luo nodded, feeling even more excited in his heart, "It will expose its toes, not completely closed."

"So that's it..." Ying Chanxi blinked, her cheeks flushed, and she felt even more embarrassed when she thought that she would have to wear this later, with only a section of her white and tender toes exposed.

But Li Luo was obviously more enthusiastic. He pondered the socks with great interest. After confirming how to wear them, he turned to look at Ying Chanxi: "Come on, do you take them off yourself or should I help you take them off?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Chanxi stood up again, turned to look aside, and whispered in a low voice: "Didn't I just say everything..."

Li Luo could naturally understand what she meant, but he still stood up from the bed, leaned into her ear and chuckled and asked: "What did you just say? My memory is not very good, I kind of forgot."

"Are you lying? You said you have a bad memory?" Ying Chanxi bit her teeth lightly and pinched his waist secretly.

Gently, it doesn't hurt at all, but feels a little comfortable.

"Ahem... Mainly because I'm a little shy too."

"There's not a word of truth in your mouth." Ying Chanxi looked at him angrily, but was startled by Li Luo's face that suddenly came closer. She thought he was going to kiss him, so she subconsciously closed her eyes and waited.

The kiss comes.

But soon, Ying Chanxi felt the pants around his waist being pinched by two hands.

She opened her eyes instantly and looked at Li Luo looking at her with a smile, her cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

Then she bit her lip and turned away, embarrassed to look at him again.

"You are so bad..."

"I helped you with good intentions, but you still said I was bad."

Li Luo used a little force and pulled it down.

It's just that Li Luo didn't expect it.

Although Ying Chanxi is usually quite small and is even shorter than Yan Zhusheng, when she pulled it down, she got stuck unexpectedly.

So soon, Ying Chanxi let out a soft cry and felt Li Luo's fingers sliding from the sides of his waist along the trousers to the back waist, and then naturally touched the edge of the treasure bag.

I pulled it downward along the wonderful curve, and after crossing the bulging treasure bag, it was completely relaxed.

At this time, Li Luo's legs were slightly bent and his head had already reached Ying Chanxi's shoulder.

Then he loosened his grip, and his pajamas, which were already relatively loose, immediately fell to Ying Chanxi's feet.

"Huh?" Li Luo glanced down, and then subconsciously said, "Are you Doraemon too today?"

"Ah!" When Ying Chanxi heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment. He quickly covered his treasure bag, bent over and hit his chest with his head, and looked up at him with a blushing face, "You can't

Look."

"I've seen it all, what's the difference if I see less and more?"

"Anyway, don't look at it!" Ying Chanxi blushed and hurriedly covered Li Luo's eyes.

But her body was close to her, and her hands were completely avoided by Li Luo. Nothing was covered. Instead, Li Luo pinched two delicate wrists with one hand, and pulled her behind.

I was under control.

"Well..." Ying Chanxi was so angry that Li Luo grabbed his wrist and turned it behind his back. His small chest was suddenly forced to stand up, and Li Luo's other hand wrapped around his waist and held him in his arms.
To be continued...