Compared to when he went out just now, Zhuge Dali was wearing cute cartoon-style pajamas.
The pajamas she is wearing now...
It should be said to be a nightgown.
Zhuge Dali wore a light red lace nightdress with suspenders and a deep collar. Her lower body could only cover her knees. Under the light, every step she took was full of temptation.
It was the first time that Tang Zhan saw Zhuge Dali dressed so sexy.
Even though he had been thinking about very important issues, his heartbeat accelerated when he first saw him, and there was even a sense of restlessness in his body.
"Dali, what are you doing?"
Zhuge Dali had been observing Tang Zhan's reaction since she came in. Just now she noticed that Tang Zhan's eyes were fiery when he saw her for the first time, and now she was even more convinced of Hu Yifei's statement: "Sister Yifei bought this online.
The nightgown was a little too small for her to wear, so she gave it to me."
Tang Zhan was indeed amazed by Zhuge Dali just now, and he was also frightened at the same time, because Zhuge Dali's current clothing is simply unreasonable.
He believed Zhuge Dali's explanation.
Because Zhuge Dali would never wear such clothes, except that Hu Yifei forced her to wear them, he really couldn't think of any possibility.
Zhuge Dali walked to the bed and did not go to bed. Instead, he stood there and showed Tang Zhan his nightgown: "How about I put it on?"
"nice."
Tang Zhan answered directly without thinking.
Zhuge Dali was originally very beautiful, and she was also the most beautiful woman in his heart. Now she was dressed in a different style, which had a strong temptation and visual impact on him.
Zhuge Dali now admires Hu Yifei. Just a nightgown can change Tang Zhan. It seems that keeping freshness in life is really important. He thought of the method taught by Hu Yifei.
Zhuge Dali grabbed the nightgown with both hands and spun it around in a circle: "It's much lighter than the one I wore, but the skirt is too short."
Tang Zhan had the idea of giving up the plan at this moment.
Zhuge Dali's hands were grabbing the skirt upwards. While turning in circles, the skirt kept moving upwards. Originally it could only cover the knees, but gradually moved upwards to the thighs, and continued upwards...
When Tang Zhan saw this, his blood gradually boiled.
Stopped!
Zhuge Dali had been observing Tang Zhan and saw that he had been mobilized by him.
Zhuge Dali did not continue to stimulate him: "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."
"Okay." Tang Zhan came to his senses and responded, but he was secretly complaining in his heart, but for his plan, he still had to endure it.
Zhuge Dali went to bed and lay next to Tang Zhan.
Several minutes passed.
She made no next move.
I heard Tang Zhan beside me constantly turning over.
Zhuge Dali's voice was very soft: "Tang Zhan, the button on my back is uncomfortable. Please help me untie it."
Not to mention that Tang Zhan was suffering a lot at this moment. Just unbuttoning it wasn't a big deal. He put his hand into Zhuge Dali's bed and touched it: "Your nightgown doesn't have buttons either."
Zhuge Dali said in a low voice: "The buttons I'm talking about are the ones on the inside."
Tang Zhan instantly understood what kind of button it was.
At this moment, he doubted whether Zhuge Dali was tempting him.