urban fascination

Chapter 622: Pure girl mature style

A new feeling, refreshing.

Although Rouyu's attire did not shock Zhihao to the point of being stupid and dazed, it had the desired effect. Zhihao looked at Rouyu with bright eyes, admiring, tasteful, and all kinds of eyes.

Rouyu turned her petite figure in front of Zhihao, and made another pose.

Appreciation of beauties can be done from top to bottom, or from bottom to top. Zhihao chose the former, which is more in line with the aesthetic order and will not put the cart before the horse.

With a delicate face, curved eyebrows and vivid eyelashes, furry and upturned, a pair of lively eyes looked at Zhihao with a smile.The most prominent thing is the lips, which have a different feeling from usual. The lip line is clear, rosy, and dreamy luster. It is neither red to delicate, nor dull to colorless, just right.

The style of the hair has also changed, just a simple brushing, and it has already received obvious results. It is loose and soft and tied up at the back of the head, and the front of the forehead is lively and slightly curved. Lost coquettish.

Blouse, rather short blouse, strapless backless, V-shaped open chest, white grooves and white rounded edges have been revealed, the lace of the bra.

Zhihao has no expression, but secretly thinks that this outfit is not suitable for sister Yu'er, and it is slightly different from the pure and lovely style.

The short skirt was shorter, so short that it only covered the round buttocks, which were firm and upturned.The corners of the pink and white underwear under the short skirt are faintly visible.The line of sight moved down slightly, and there were two tender white legs, almost completely exposed.

To be honest, Rouyu's figure is well-proportioned and soft, but only slender. If she were taller, she would be almost comparable to Yuting, also a model figure.

The only incongruous thing is that a pair of fluffy cloth slippers on the feet, maybe wearing a pair of high-heeled crystal shoes and bright red nails, the effect is better.

However, Zhihao was not interested in appreciating these details, and looked at Rouyu with cold and calm eyes, which was more or less far from the expression one should have when appreciating a beautiful woman.

Rouyu's lively expression suddenly dimmed, and the high spirits she had just run into the house quietly turned into a calm and obedient one, and she slowly shuffled to Zhihao's side.

"Does it look good?" Rouyu asked in a low voice, timidly, waiting for Zhihao's answer.

Zhihao frowned slightly, and wanted to say something casually, but couldn't help but shook his head and said, "It's not pretty."

Rouyu silently sat down beside Zhihao, looked at her hands, and bowed her head in silence.

Zhihao secretly sighed, gently took Rouyu's delicate hand, held it in his hand, and stroked it gently.

"Yu'er, no matter what kind of clothes you wear, in my mind, there is no difference." Zhihao said in a soft voice, without blame or praise.

"Really?" Rou Yu still lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

Zhihao nodded and gave a detailed explanation, "Whether it's coarse pajamas or sexy fashion, even if the belly button is exposed, even if it's a bikini, it's all the same."

"That's still different." Rouyu whispered.

"Speak from the bottom of your heart, don't be angry with Yu'er." Zhihao said softly, "I like your pure appearance more, and Yu'er should be that pure and pleasant girl, pure as an angel, beautiful and fresh. This is not the same as yours. It doesn't matter whether you wear lipstick or not, eyeshadow or not."

"You, you are stupid, you have no aesthetic taste at all." Rouyu giggled, and took her little hand from Zhihao's, "It's like playing the piano with a cow to make Yu'er work hard for a long time."

Zhihao smiled, "However, the two arms are still pretty, juicy and tender, fresh lotus root."

Zhihao originally wanted to say that the legs are very beautiful and faintly sexy, but these are ambiguous words, and Rouyu is drunk again, Zhihao can't say it, he can't make such a joke with his sister, with a light joke.

Rouyu gave Zhihao a white look, "I don't want you to see it." She pulled Zhihao's thin quilt and draped it over her shoulders, but the two white and tender legs were still dangling in front of Zhihao's eyes. move away.

The two of them sat quietly without talking, Rouyu suddenly raised her head and looked at Zhihao generously, "But I see that the way you look at beautiful women is different."

"Why is it different?" Zhihao asked with a smile.

"Especially the kind of sexy and mature beauties, I can see a kind of excitement, appreciation, and even impulsiveness in your eyes." Rouyu smiled slightly, "Just like Sister Fanjuan, and Ting... ..."

Rouyu's voice after that was so weak that it was silent.

Zhihao didn't care about the end of Rouyu's suppression, even after drinking, she was still an understanding sister, Zhihao took Rouyu's little hand again, and patiently explained, "Yu'er doesn't know something, the feelings she has for beautiful women , Every man should have, it is the feeling of a man towards a woman, and I am the same, this is a normal psychology, if you don’t even have this impulse, you are not a normal man.”

"You like sexy and mature beauties." Rouyu murmured, more like talking to herself.

Zhihao didn't comment, just smiled silently.

After a moment of silence, Rouyu asked in a low voice, "Are you a normal man?"

This question had to make Zhihao smile slightly, "It's pretty normal."

"Okay, I'm going to bed, I don't bother to talk to you." Rouyu said, threw off the quilt, and went back to the room.

Zhihao watched Rouyu's nimble and delicate back stepping out of the house, so cute, Zhihao was constantly conflicted. Could it be that he was really like Rouyu said, only having a hard time restraining his impulse towards sexy and mature beauties?Then Rouyu's back view caused strange fluctuations as if it had happened before, Zhihao regained his composure, Rouyu was a younger sister, just a younger sister.

Zhihao lay down and pulled the quilt over the cover. On the quilt, there was a lingering fragrance of soft jade, and there was a tendency to gradually become stronger, vaguely absent.

After laying down for a while, Zhihao turned off the light, saw that the light was still on in Rouyu's room, hurried over, and saw Rouyu sitting by the bed, still wearing the clothes that Rouyu carefully prepared for him, resting his chin with one hand, as if thinking think.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed." Zhihao said softly, Rouyu gave a low "um", but still sat still.

Zhihao had no choice but to pick up Rouyu and put it gently on the pillow for this delicate younger sister. Rouyu blinked her faint eyes, with a little bit of resentment that was not easy to detect, and said in a low voice, "This dress, uncomfortable."

"Then change into pajamas."

"Mmm." Rouyu was still the same coquettish girl who said "Mmm" without moving, with a little laziness superimposed on it.

This sister who drank too much is troublesome, Zhihao secretly smiled bitterly, turned off the headlights, and gently changed Rouyu's clothes.

Rouyu is quiet, as if at the mercy of Zhihao.

Zhihao's eyes flashed with a different scorching heat, and then he calmed down again. Maybe he will be with this lovely body in the future, but not now.

Without squinting, Zhihao put on Rouyu's trousers, followed by a jacket. Rouyu raised her arms and legs slightly, matching Zhihao's movements, the pajamas were neatly put on, and even the buttons were buttoned up.

Zhihao smiled affectionately, and patted Rouyu's little face lightly, "Sleep well, little boy, drink so much wine."

Zhihao went back to the house and lay down, the lights were turned off in both rooms, the moonlight reflected from the window, the light was dark and soft, hazy and peaceful, Zhihao heard Rouyu turning over, this sister, drinking so much wine, still Comfortable? .

Zhihao suddenly remembered something, hurriedly ran into Rouyu's room, and turned on the wall lamp.

With a slightly red face, Rouyu squinted her eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhihao took Rouyu's hand, Rouyu sat up, Zhihao smiled slightly, "Yu'er, look at my face."

Rouyu just glanced at it casually, turned her face to one side, "Heitantou, it's not good-looking, don't look at it!"

Zhihao had no choice but to gently lift Rouyu's face, "Yu'er, look, I still want to call you."

Rouyu could only reluctantly take a look, only took a close look, then ran to turn on the headlights, and when she looked again, she exclaimed, "No way, such a big change, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I wanted to tell you as soon as you entered the door." Zhihao blamed with a smile, "It was because of your drunkenness."

Rouyu looked at it carefully again, held it in her hand, and said with joy on her face, "It won't take long to recover, it seems that the scalpel is no longer needed. It's just..., are you going to shed your skin, like a snake?"

"Maybe." Zhihao nodded.

"Will it hurt?"

"No." Zhihao shook his head.

Rou Yu took a closer look, Zhihao put Rou Yu on the pillow, covered the quilt, turned off the headlights, said good night, and was about to leave the house when Rou Yu's small hands grabbed her ears...