She was only wearing a sweatshirt that could be unzipped from the middle, and Qiao Bei simply forgot to ask the maid to wear a base shirt for her, and there was only a simple corset inside, which could be seen at a glance.
Qiao Bei didn't know that Yan Yanqi had to wrap a layer of cloth in addition to the corset every time, and he had to wear two undershirts.
After Yan Yanqi woke up, Bo Qichen kept following him step by step, and he didn't have time to be alone at all, and he returned to the imperial capital with Bo Qichen after dinner.
I didn't have a chance to wear clothes or anything at all, and I had just recovered from a serious illness, and Yan Yanqi's body was so weak, so I didn't care too much about it after I made sure that I was wearing a corset.
Bo Qichen's movements paused slightly, her brows frowned slightly, and she could feel her uneasiness.
"It's okay, the clothes are a little wet, dry the clothes before putting them on."
Reassuring her, Bo Qichen opened the zipper without any hesitation.
The sound of the zipper slipping clearly came into Bo Qichen's ears.
Inexplicably, he felt that this scene had become so slow, so slow.
The zipper was pulled to the end, Bo Qichen gently brushed Yan Yanqi's hand away, and then helped her up to take off her clothes.
As soon as his fingers touched her white shoulder, his whole body trembled.
A flash of surprise flashed in his pupils.
What can be seen is that there is a very long scar on Yan Yanqi's neck, and it is very ugly, a little hideous and scary.
The wound healed, but left a scar.
Wait a minute, this doesn't seem to be the point.
Is this white dress on the chest?
Bo Qichen frowned, and his fingers fell on Yan Yanqi's collarbone tattoo, a little stunned.
What I could feel was that the white clothes were very tight, and they were strangled on Yan Yanqi's chest.
And even if it is very tight, it can't stop the rounded and slightly bulging arc Bo Qichen is not a fool, in an instant, his face turned cold. took off the sweatshirt on Yan Yanqi's body as soon as possible.
Then lift her up and put her back to you.
After hesitating for a moment, Bo Qichen stretched out his hand and wrapped one hand around her waist, her waist was very thin, and one hand could circle it.
Suddenly, an idea crossed Bo Qichen's mind.
Bo Qichen's heartbeat was out of rhythm.
The other hand slowly lifted up and touched her waist, then the fingers slowly moved up and finally stopped in front of the corset on her back.
Without hesitation, he pushed the clothes up, and Bo Qichen reached her chest with one hand.
As soon as his hand touched the soft mass, he hurriedly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.
I was short of breath and I don't know why.
Is it because of anger or The hand hanging by her side slowly clenched, and after hesitating for a long time, Bo Qichen put on her corset and let her turn her back to him the whole time.
Her face was a little inexplicably red, and Bo Qichen didn't know what was wrong, so he wrapped his dry coat around her, wrapped her upper body tightly, and then put it aside.
Getting up, Bo Qichen's steps staggered a little, took her sweatshirt and put it on her nails, and began to dry.
His dark eyes were a little dull, and he could only see the fire flickering in the fire on the other side.
He stared at the flames, his eyes unblinking, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, when the clothes were dry, Bo Qichen got up and took off the clothes, which were very warm and roasted by the fire.
His eyes fell on someone lying unconscious on the side, Bo Qichen tightened his clothes and closed his eyes
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