Yi Jun stared at Rose's hot figure, which made her face look so hot.

Although this close-fitting underwear has long trousers and long sleeves, the key is that it is too close to the body, which makes all the lines on Rose's body reveal. However, it has to be admitted that this girl's figure is really amazing. She is exquisite and abrupt, with a stunning front and abutment, and all indicators are fully in line with the standard size. In some places, she is not proud of being over-exaggerated, and the size is just right.

Now, Rose felt that this scene was really embarrassing. Since she had not had time to put on her little coat, she seemed to deliberately seduce Yi Jun. Moreover, she took the initiative to call Yi Jun. In the middle of the night, she was alone and widowed. Now she appeared in this way, as if she contained too much information.

But, as soon as Yi Jun spoke, he paid attention to her ambiguous underwear.

"Why are you... coming so fast!" Rose felt a little embarrassed, "I'm not ready yet."

Yi Jun laughed: "I've taken so many off, this is not 'ready'."

Rose was stunned and his face turned redder: "It's not that he was not ready to take off, but that he was not ready to wear!!!"

This sentence is a bit difficult to pronounce, but after Rose said it, she became even more ashamed and ran to Yi Jun anxiously. Yi Jun's eyes widened and stared at her delicate body: "Sister, you're so anxious."

"You're so anxious. Your clothes are on your side, and your sleeves are still sitting!" Rose stretched out her hand, bent down and took her little coat on the sofa. However, there was Yi Jun between her and the clothes.

The distance was very close. When she bent down, her upper body was almost pressed against Yi Jun. This guy closed his eyes and seemed to be inappropriate, but in fact he took a deep breath: "It smells so good."

You are so beautiful! Rose pulled the clothes over and took the sleeves to suck his head, both light and heavy.

Then, the two of them were extremely inconsistent in their actions - Rose hurriedly put on their own clothes, but Yi Jun unbuttoned the buttons of his leather jacket. Almost Rose buttoned one button, Yi Jun unbuttoned one.

Rose's eyes widened: "What are you going to do?"

Yi Jun looked at the room: "You turn on the heating, it's hot. You wear yours, I'll take off mine..."

What a breaking rhythm...

When Rose finally put on its coat, Yi Jun took off the leather jacket. When Rose put on thickened slippers and sat cross-legged beside a small coffee table on the carpet, Yi Jun casually untied his belt. This time, he even scared the girl even more and was dumbfounded: "You...?"

Yi Jun smiled a little ashamedly and said, "Your small coffee table should be sitting cross-legged, right? I am used to it. Once you sit cross-legged, you must loosen your belt a little, otherwise it will be uncomfortable."

Rose was speechless. She felt a sense of freedom and freedom for this ungrateful and carefree man. In the past, many men in the past tried their best to show their excellence and hide their shortcomings, just like peacocks with their tails hiding their ugly butts behind. Yi Jun was different. This guy was like whatever he should do, without any restraint or worries.

Perhaps it is these unique things that make Mei Gui feel that Yi Jun is very alternative and fresh. When a woman feels like this about a man, some things begin to become ambiguous.

"Oh, sit down. Give you a rude man the rude guy I have collected. It's like burning the piano and cooking a crane." Rose smiled and began to fiddle with the tea set on the small coffee table, "By the way, you won't smell your feet, right? Humph!"

Yi Jun sat cross-legged with a smile, without any verbal expression on his lips: "No, don't you believe me, you can smell it?"

"Hate." Rose smiled, his two slender jade hands skillfully brewing tea, and his movements were artistic. These tea sets were also unique, small but tasteless, which was most in line with her identity as a little beauty. The small tea table was two feet long and one and a half feet wide, which looked a little mini, but it was made of authentic sandalwood. The tabletop was inlaid with tea, and the teapot on it was obviously also the best quality purple clay, but it seemed to be a little old. The most different thing was that the tea made from bamboo seemed to be handmade by himself, which seemed not so exquisite.

"Everything is very expensive, why is this tea... a bit simple?" Yi Jun was embarrassed to say that this tea was not good, so he could only say "simple".

Rose smiled and said, "This is what I cut by myself. When I was traveling, I saw the swaying bamboos in the mountains and the waves, which was very touching. And I like Du Mu's poem: Blood stained with brocade patterns, and the regrets in the past still exist today. I knew it was Xiang Fei crying, so how could I bear to lie on the tears. When I felt it in my heart, I couldn't help but secretly grab a bamboo. This was the first time I stole something, that kind of sneaky feeling... Hey, in short, it felt very commemorative. After I came back, I made a small tea to commemorate it, haha."

Yi Jun was stunned and smiled bitterly, "Banzhu, is it Xiangzhu? No wonder my bamboo is a little bit in trouble with you, you actually broke Xiangzhu. Maybe, you two are destined to be a little rival in your destiny, haha!"

"Oh?" Meigui was also stunned, then pursed her lips and smiled, "Yeah, maybe that's it. Since it's such a coincidence, when you go back, take this tea away to leave you as a memory. Even if other things are valuable, they don't make any sense."

In the eyes of people like Yi Jun and Rose, valuable things are not valuable. However, some more meaningful little things make people feel more nostalgic.

Yi Jun nodded with a smile, picked up the tea and looked at it: "If you say you cut it yourself, the process will be pretty good."

"Tsk, I don't seem to be very satisfied yet?" Rose smiled, "Then, you should practice it well? By the way, also engrave the poem Du Mu that I just mentioned, and you have to engrave it with your own hands. When you see me again one day, you can return it to me again, so it is our cooperation."

"Our crystallization."

"You are... so poor-mouthed."

Yi Jun grinned and remembered these small requirements of Rose. However, he felt that these requirements were really trivial. But since he agreed, these small things must be done: "But if they were taken back and saw them by Zhuzi, they might say that we were deliberately angering her. She believed in fate, haha!"

Rose also smiled, shook her head slightly and said nothing. After the tea was brewed, the clear fragrance of the frozen oolong was like jade dew, slowly emanating from the fair cup. Rose's little hand poured a cup for Yi Jun and herself, and then asked with a smile: "So, do you believe in fate?"

Yi Jun shook his head: "I don't believe it, because I don't understand."

"I don't understand either, but I believe it." Rose smiled and said, "Rose open your palms and let me see your palm lines."

Yi Jun felt strange and thought to himself that such a small topic had caused her to tear it apart? This girl seemed a little nervous today. From her inexplicably calling Yi Jun to her, to her fate, this girl was a little abnormal.

However, Yi Jun still spread his palms open and placed them flat on the coffee table. Rose reached out and gently pinched the finger of his hand, seemed to have looked carefully, and nodded.
Chapter completed!