Chu Yicheng carelessly sized her up, wrapped in wet clothes, her slender figure was evident. It's hard to tell from her age, but her figure is surprisingly good. Now, wrapped in a wet shirt, it's even more evident and charming.

  "I won't change." Yan Xijun threw the clean red robe back at him, muttering to herself: "This person must be a pervert. Not only is he wearing a bright red brocade robe, but even his luggage is full of red clothes. Does he love the color red that much?"

  Chu Yicheng handed over the clothes and smiled slyly. "Do I need to help you change personally?"

  Yan Xijun was so frightened that she covered her chest with both hands and stared at him tensely: "You dare to."

  "I dare or not. Why don't I try and see." Chu Yicheng's evil hands moved forward again, his hand already reaching for her collar.

  "How dare you." Yan Xijun grasped her collar tightly, her face flushing with anger and shame as she glared at him.

  "Little beauty, why are you so angry? Others 'girls' ask me to help them change clothes, but I don't agree." Chu Yicheng said: "Usually it's others who help me change clothes. Today you have the good fortune to enjoy my kindness, can't you just accept it?"

  "Others are others, I am me." Yan Xijun took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Forget it, let go. I'll change, isn't changing enough?"

  "This is more like it. If you had listened earlier, we would have been done by now." Chu Yicheng smiled slyly and released his hand, crossing his arms and leaning lazily against the car wall, his half-closed eyes narrowing as he gazed at her intensely.

  Yan Xikun gritted his teeth in hatred, glared at him fiercely, took the magnificent crimson robe, and reluctantly reached out to unbutton his own shirt.

  She dawdled for half a day, but still couldn't undo a single button. She occasionally looked up at him, seeing that he was still staring at her with the same gaze. His eyes seemed to be looking at prey. Unable to bear his scorching gaze any longer, Yan Xijun suddenly flared up: "Sir, can you please turn your back? You're making it impossible for me to change my clothes."

  "It's no use." Chu Yicheng directly refused. You're not even brave enough to do such a small thing, how can you be my slave in the future?

  Actually, Chu Yicheng just wanted to see her blush. He admitted that he wasn't a gentleman. What kind of 'female' body hadn't he seen? He had even experienced this kind of petite and delicate type. At the moment, he only wanted to tease her.

  Yan Xijun's pale face had already turned red. She fiercely glared at him, her silver teeth clenched tightly. Finally, she made up her mind. Fine, exchange then. But don't even think about seeing my body.

  Thinking of this, Yan Xijun quickened her movements. Fortunately, she had someone to serve her usually, and she had also changed her clothes by herself before, so now she was very skilled at it.

  Her face flushed red, she had just undone her own clothes and quickly threw them onto Chu Yicheng's head, then swiftly picked up the red cloak to wrap around her body.

  Chu Yicheng didn't expect her to make such a move. His entire head was covered by the wet clothes. By the time he managed to pull off the covering, Yan Xijun had already put on her clothes and was looking at him with satisfaction.

  "Girl, you're really bold." Chu Yicheng threw away the wet clothes she had changed out of from the car window, glaring at her fiercely as he leaned in close to her face. "You actually dared to throw your wet clothes at me."

  Yan Xikun's head tilted to one side, and he said unknowingly whether he was dead or alive: "Who allowed you to watch me change clothes? You're a big pervert, even more despicable than that flower thief."

  "Flower thief, how dare you compare me to that kind of person? I'll show you just how despicable I can be." Chu Yicheng grabbed her head with one hand, pinning down her cheeks, not letting her move, and then kissed her fiercely and swiftly.

  His 'kiss' was skilled and swift. Yan Xijun closed her mouth in resistance. She wasn't inexperienced with this kind of 'kiss'. In the past, at the imperial palace, Chu Yixuan had also 'kissed' her like that.

  She knew she was resisting. Chu Yicheng wasn't anxious either. He extended his tongue and gently licked along her lips, slowly tracing the outline of her lip line, then slowly sucked on it.

  He is the most formidable master. He believes that as long as he slowly teases her, she will eventually relax and wait for an opportunity to deeply enter her mouth.

  Yan Xijun was so humiliated by his teasing that she couldn't bear it. She tried to push him away with all her might, but he wouldn't budge. Her lips were also itching unbearably. Just as she opened her mouth, his tongue skillfully slipped inside.

  His sinister plot succeeded. Chu Yicheng smugly sucked the nectar from her mouth. He had only one conviction in his heart: to severely punish her.

  Yan Xijun painfully closed her eyes, wanting to cry but having no tears. What kind of suffering had she endured? Why did all men like to treat others this way? "Heaven, who can save me?" Yan Xijun could only silently pray in her heart.

  Just then, the carriage came to a stop. A cold and stern voice came from outside the carriage: "Master, we've arrived at the small town."

  Yan Xijun was overjoyed. In the end, someone had come to rescue her. But what's wrong with this person? Why hadn't they let her go yet?

  Chu Yicheng's pleasant moment was disrupted by Mei's sudden outburst. He felt a bit annoyed in his heart, but he didn't want to let her off so easily because of this. So, he still forcefully kissed her.

  She waited outside for a moment, not hearing the master's voice, thinking something was wrong, hurriedly lifted the curtain and looked out, and suddenly saw this ambiguous and enchanting scene.

  The master is bullying the girl he just rescued.

  He felt a bit indignant at this. He also couldn't figure out why he was indignant. Anyway, his heart just didn't feel comfortable. So, his voice obviously became louder. "Grandpa."

  Chu Yicheng finally let go of Yan Xijun. He naturally tidied up his clothes, habitually waving the wide sleeves of his robe. "Let's rest in this small town tonight," he said. "Find an inn."

  "Yes." With a complex expression, she glanced at Yan Xizhen's slightly swollen red lips, then put down the curtain and headed towards the town center.

  At the moment when Mei Fang let down the curtain, Yan Xijun collapsed in the carriage, gasping for air. She saw the black-clad man outside the carriage window, who was the very same man she had called out to for help. It turned out that he was the one who saved her.

  They soon arrived at an inn. Chu Yicheng easily jumped off the horse cart and strode towards the inn with a carefree air.

  Yan Xijun stepped down from the carriage with Mei's help. As soon as she got out of the carriage, her long robe dragged on the ground. She awkwardly picked up her robe and slowly walked towards the inn.

  He saw her wearing this mismatched outfit and chuckled, saying: "Later I'll help you buy a few sets of clothes suitable for a 'girl'."

  "Thank you." Yan Xijun had a good impression of him and asked: "Was it you who saved me?"

  "Yes. You were crying for help back then. So I just happened to save you." Mei smiled awkwardly.

  "Thank you for saving my life. Yan Xijun said: May I ask your name? If there's anything I can help with in the future, I'll definitely help."

  "Oh. My name is Mei. Actually, saving you doesn't require your gratitude. It's a small matter. No need to put it in your heart."

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