The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

"Why, Master, you don't want to?" The deep, magnetic voice continued to linger in his ears.

Nan Jingyou shook his head subconsciously, then nodded immediately when he realized something was wrong, and finally confused himself.

He looked at You Che with a pleading look, "Can you change your request? This is too embarrassing."

When he said this, his eyes fell on You Che's lips. As Nan Jingyou's Adam's apple rolled, abnormal thoughts began to flash in his mind.

I wonder what it feels like to kiss such beautiful lips?

Looks a bit sweet.

He was shocked by his own thoughts and quickly threw the garbage out of his mind.

"Master, you can't change. Didn't you say you were a real man? Why are you backing down now? huh?" You Che refused to give in.

How could you let go of the prey you have caught with great difficulty and give it a chance to escape before it dies?

Nan Jingyou bit his lip, made up his mind, and simply agreed.

He won't suffer any loss anyway, it's just a kiss, he won't lose any meat.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, You Che raised the corners of his lips slightly and smiled like a successful fox.

But if you look closely at his actions, isn't he just a male fox who seduces Nan Jingyou?

After the two men finished talking, the old man just happened to come out of the house.

"Here, these are the clothes. I just ironed them again. Go to that room and try them on. If there's anything that doesn't fit, I'll make some changes."

In fact, this sentence is just a routine courtesy from the old man. There is no such thing as inappropriate clothing that has passed through his hands.

Nan Jingyou took the clothes and walked in the direction the old man pointed.

A few minutes later, Nan Jingyou, wearing a blue dress, walked out of the house.

The suit fit him perfectly, and his upright posture and distinguished temperament made him look like a nobleman from a book.

Even the old man who always had a stern face relaxed a little, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

As people approached, You Che began to praise them, "Master, this dress suits you very well. I think you will shine at tomorrow's dinner."

His words were sincere and there was not a trace of flattery in them, but they made Nan Jingyou laugh.

"You Che, you make me look like a butterfly. I'm just wearing a set of clothes, how can it be so exaggerated?"

"Then let's wait and see." You Che raised his eyebrows.

Nan Jingyou didn't continue to joke with him. The room was a little dark just now and he didn't pay attention to the details of the dress. Now, after a quick look, he really found something amazing.

First of all, the material of the dress feels very comfortable, and under the sunlight, the clothes actually have a glowing feeling. Looking closely, it turns out that there are some very fine gold threads in the material of the clothes.

At the same time, there are dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs on both sides. People who are familiar with the Longjin brand can tell at a glance that the shape formed by the dragon pattern embroidery is the Longjin logo.

He turned his gaze to the old man, and seeing that he looked good, he couldn't help but praise him, "Grandpa, your craftsmanship is really good. This dress is so beautiful."

The old man put his hands behind his back and said in a proud tone, "I have been making clothes for longer than you are. If I can't even make a piece of clothing properly, I have no face to live in this world."

He is sixty years old this year. He started working as a tailor at the age of twenty and has been making clothes for forty years now.

Although his designs cannot keep up with the fashion concepts of many young people today, he only needs to use a few things left by his ancestors to make a piece of clothing incredibly stunning.

Compared with those colorful designs, the old man’s clothes can be regarded as a dimensionality reduction attack.

Nan Jingyou smiled awkwardly and echoed, "That's right, Grandpa, you've eaten more salt than I have eaten rice, so it's only natural that you make good clothes."

The old man snorted arrogantly, "If there is no problem, you can go. Because you cut in line, I still have to rush to make another piece of clothing."

After changing his clothes, Nan Jingyou was no longer as surprised as he was yesterday when he was driven out by the old man again. Instead, he felt like he was used to it.

You Che held the clothes in one hand and with the other hand, as if addicted, he once again naturally took Nan Jingyou's hand and walked out of the alley.

Fortunately, they didn't meet anyone along the way, otherwise Nan Jingyou might have been so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He didn't know why he didn't shake off this person's hand. The most important thing was that when their hands were held together, he felt a secret pleasure and sweetness in his heart.

Thinking of this, he began to blame himself. If he had not run away when You Che expressed his feelings to him that day, would You Che have naturally allowed him to be his boyfriend?

Alas, it was his fault for being too thin-skinned at the time.

Now the relationship between the two is vague. They don't seem like a couple, but more like lovers who cannot be seen in public and can only have an affair in secret.

But if asked to confess again, he didn't dare.

He glanced at You Che quietly, thinking that this guy was not a good person at all. He didn't bring it up himself, and he didn't even know how to bring it up on his own initiative.

Is he willing to be an unknown lover?

As they were thinking, they arrived at the parking lot. You Che was about to take the key to open the car door, so he let go of Nan Jingyou's hand.

Nan Jingyou's heart became empty, just like the empty palms now.

Along the way, Nan Jingyou was thinking about their relationship. I don't know if You Che was also thinking about something, because he didn't talk to Nan Jingyou like he usually did.

After returning to the villa, Nan Jingyou was about to go upstairs when his waist was suddenly grabbed by an arm and he was turned over and pressed against the pillar of the living room.

Fortunately, the back of his head was blocked by a hand, so it was not hit by the pillar.

Nan Jingyou was frightened by this sudden change and was a little flustered. He looked up and was stared at by a pair of aggressive eyes.

"You Che, what are you doing? Let me go." He moved his body, but the powerful hand was locked on his waist, making him unable to move.

"Master, I want you to satisfy my request right now." The hand he placed on Nan Jingyou's waist suddenly tightened a little.

Nan Jingyou's waist was sensitive to begin with, and when stimulated like this, a suggestive sound uncontrollably came out of his throat.

The living room was originally very quiet, so the sound echoed throughout the living room without any concealment.

There was a boom.

Nan Jingyou felt as if a thunder had exploded in his head, striking him to pieces, leaving him burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

He couldn't believe that such a shameful sound came out of his mouth, and he almost cried with shame.

So shameful!!!

He turned his face away, not wanting to accept this fact.

But the instigator smiled. You Che pulled his other hand away from the back of Nan Jingyou's head, then used this hand to gently turn Nan Jingyou's face over and forced him to look at him.