Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Now, she is willing to do anything Ding Heng does for her.

But she simply couldn't bring herself to be as proactive as Zhao Yanxi.

Zhao Yanxi asked again, "Shall I go first?"

Wenjing nodded.

Zhao Yanxi threw off the covers and got out of bed, but turned back at the door.

"Did I really go?"

Wenjing nodded emphatically!

Zhao Yanxi took a deep breath, picked up the entire suitcase, and strode away.

She went into the master bedroom, intending to lock the door from the inside, but in the end she only pushed it gently, leaving a crack.

It also leaves room for someone to change their mind...

A dim bedside lamp was lit in the master bedroom.

The bed was made neatly, and the blankets hadn't been touched.

Ding Heng was not in bed.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Zhao Yanxi stood by the bed, opened her suitcase, and took out the waterproof blanket to spread on the bed.

Then she squatted down and counted the clothes she had prepared in advance.

The clothes in the suitcase all had the same characteristics: either they were made of very little fabric, just a few ropes and two pieces of cloth, or they were made of a special material or were almost transparent...

Ding Heng's voice rang out: "Yan hope?"

Zhao Yanxi stood up: "Brother Ding Heng, haven't you finished showering yet?"

"Okay, wait a little longer."

"okay."

Zhao Yanxi stood there, her heart starting to race.

She made countless bold attempts, flirting, teasing, and taking the initiative.

But when the moment actually arrived, I couldn't help but feel nervous; my palms were sweating, and my breathing became erratic...

She mustered her courage and asked towards the bathroom, "Brother Ding Heng, how about I come in and scrub you?"

"Okay."

Ding Heng did not hesitate for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the bathroom door lock clicked softly.

Warm yellow light shone through the gaps, and with the misty steam, Zhao Yan could vaguely see the man's strong muscle lines.

Shoulders, chest, abs... water droplets slid down the skin.

She swallowed hard. "Brother Ding Heng, do you want me to change my clothes?"

Ding Heng asked, "What have you prepared?"

Zhao Yanxi began reciting the names of the dishes.

"Black stockings JK uniform, white stockings school swimsuit, cat maid outfit, swimsuits of second-generation game characters, cosplay outfits, office lady secretary..."

"Don't hesitate, come in first. Tonight is still long, and there will be even more to come."

Ding Heng let out a soft chuckle.

"There will always be a chance to wear them all."

……

At three in the morning, Hua Qing woke up groggily.

When she opened her eyes, the room was pitch black. Beside her, Hua Yue was fast asleep, snoring softly, with a drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Hua Qing quietly lifted the covers and got out of bed, stepping barefoot onto the cold floor as she walked out of the bedroom and into the living room.

She poured herself a glass of water and sipped it slowly when she suddenly heard intermittent sounds coming from the direction of the master bedroom.

Hua Qing froze, her water glass hovering in mid-air, her mind blank for a moment.

She pretended not to hear and planned to return to her room immediately after using the toilet, but unfortunately the bathroom was very close to the master bedroom.

The closer you get, the clearer the sound becomes!

The sight was so clear that it made Hua Qing's scalp tingle, and a surge of heat rose from the soles of her feet to her head.

Her feet wouldn't obey her commands, as if some kind of magic was driving her, making her approach step by step.

The door to the master bedroom was ajar, with a sliver of light shining through, as if it were left there just for her…

Chapter 86: Giving Your Belly a Buff!

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Zhao Yanxi opened her eyes wearily, and what she saw was a warm and firm man's chest.

"morning……"

She buried her face in his chest longingly, her voice weak and soft.

Ding Heng gently stroked her back: "Does it still hurt?"

Both of them are novice learners.

However, the attributes the system gave Ding Heng were so abnormal that he felt like a monster.

It was almost six o'clock when he finally let Zhao Yanxi go, still not quite satisfied, and allowed the girl to rest and sleep for two hours.

Zhao Yanxi raised her hand and lightly punched the man's chest, letting out a coquettish cry, then suddenly muttered shyly.

"that."

"how?"

"I need to use the restroom."

"Ok?"

"My legs are weak, I can't move..."

After the splashing sound of water subsided.

In front of the sink, Zhao Yanxi nestled in Ding Heng's arms like a boneless doll.

Too tired to exert any effort, she tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and let Ding Heng do as he pleased.

Ding Heng treated her like a baby, brushing her teeth and washing her face.

"It's all your fault..."

Zhao Yanxi complained aloud, but a sense of satisfaction welled up inside her.

Ding Heng wiped the toothpaste foam from the corner of her mouth: "Don't worry, I'll be more careful next time."

"do not want!"

"What do you not want?"

"Don't be restrained..."

Zhao Yanxi lowered her head, her voice barely audible.

"You little pervert!"

Ding Heng reached out and gently pinched her cheek: "Oh, right, I have a gift for you."

Zhao Yanxi patted her belly and teased, "Another gift? Wasn't the gift I gave you last night enough?"

Ding Heng raised his hand and gently tapped her forehead.

"Serious."

After saying that, he lifted her clothes and placed his palm on her lower abdomen.

Zhao Yanxi complained, "Brother Ding Heng, your actions are anything but proper..."

Suddenly, she felt a slight burning sensation in her abdomen, and golden lines intertwined and wrapped around her lower abdomen, eventually forming a uniquely shaped pattern.

Zhao Yanxi asked curiously, "What is this?"

Ding Heng calmly replied, "The new type of magic tattoo sticker seems quite suitable for you."

Zhao Yanxi exclaimed "Ah!" and looked down.

The patterns on her lower abdomen shimmered with golden light, giving her a pure and sacred appearance.

She is very pretty, but...

Zhao Yanxi asked worriedly, "It won't be permanent, will it? My mom still wants me to take the civil service exam!"

Ding Heng smiled calmly, gently stroking Zhao Yanxi's lower abdomen with his palm. The golden patterns faded and disappeared, and her skin regained its fair and smooth appearance.

Zhao Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, her mind was filled with physical satisfaction and pleasure, and she had no energy to think about it in detail. She just thought it was a magic prop that Ding Heng was using to tease her.

Ding Heng looked at the girl in the mirror, a slight smile curving his lips.

The "tattoo sticker" was a [Holy Flame Emblem] that he exchanged for 1000 Holy Merit Points, which could be given to absolutely loyal knights.

He had considered trying it on Wenjing, whose purification value was maxed out, but the system indicated that her loyalty was not up to par, probably just a tiny bit short.

After last night, the system prompted that it could be used on Zhao Yanxi.

The Holy Flame Inscription allows Ding Heng to perceive Zhao Yanxi's physical and emotional state at any time, helping her to accelerate her recovery and subtly improve her various physical functions.

It's not too exaggerated, but it's definitely enough for real-world use.

Hua Yue's voice came from the living room.

"Zhao Yanxi, are you up yet!"

Zhao Yanxi instinctively wanted to respond, but Ding Heng held her down.