Chapter 293 - She Didn’t Look Back, but She Knew that Those Were His Lips (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Just change here. I’ll turn around, and I won’t peek, said Nian Junting.

Luosang didn’t believe him at all. She looked around, then took the dress into a changing room in a bedroom.

As she put the dress on, she realized that the stylist was right. She needed someone to zip her.

She hesitated for a short while, then slowly walked out and said to Nian Junting with a soft voice, “I need you to zip me. While speaking, she blushed.

Nian Junting’s bright eyes turned as dark as ink as he raised his head to look at her. She hadn’t done the makeup yet, but the light pink dress made her skin look snow-white. With the delicate collarbones, slender arms and slim waist, she looked as beautiful as a fairy.

It was a V-neck dress. As the zipper was undone, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were halfway exposed, looked as smooth as mutton tallow, making Nian Junting feel terribly thirsty.

“Don’t look, under Nian Junting’s scorching gaze, even Luosang’s toes were feeling hot. She wanted to cover her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, but had to keep her hands on her shoulders to prevent the dress from falling off.

She was surprised that Nian Junting would agree her to dress in such a s.e.xy style this time. After all, he even asked her to cover her collarbones on Ye Chuen’s birthday party.

“Zip me now, she said.

As she turned around, Nian Junting saw her snow-white back. While breathing slowly, he walked to her.

Luosang held her breath. Only after he walked up behind her and touched the zipper, did she sighed with relief.

However, she waited for a while, but didn’t hear the zip. Instead, something hot and soft was pressed against her back.

She froze.

She didn’t look back, but she knew that those were his lips.

“Nian Junting… she turned back, feeling both shy and annoyed.

Before she could see his face, he covered her lips with his.

Her lips were soft, smelled nice. Recalling what he saw just now, Nian Junting just couldn’t stop kissing her.

Luosang was still clear-minded. She was willing to kiss him, but she was also aware of the fact that kissing right now was no different from lightning a fire next to a pile of dry wood.