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Looking at the closet, Mo Beichen let out a long breath, and greeted that mad dog Nangong Hao in his heart.

There is not much time before listening to study, and it is too hasty to buy it now, Mo Beichen scratched his head, but had no choice but to open a golden storage ring of his own.

There are quite a few ready-made clothes that fit his original body in this storage ring.

Yi Qingyun is 16 years old, and his current height is not much different from that of Mo Beichen in his original body. These clothes can be used as an emergency first.

But what gave Mo Beichen a headache was that his clothes were too expensive and complicated.

This white moon-colored leather silk embroidered is flying dragon in the sky, the moon-colored satin plate is embroidered with 梼杌 descending into the world, and the light yellow dark flower is embroidered with dragon and tiger fighting...

The price of this set of ready-made clothes is astonishing, and Mo Beichen is still willing to spend money on personal items.

After all, he has too much money to spend.

But these clothes are a bit strange for Yi Qingyun to wear.

Can you imagine that kind of cold person wearing a bright yellow dress, or a flat moon dress?

By the way, there are dark flowers on it...

Mo Beichen had no choice but to choose the most low-key and luxurious dress among these clothes.

A set of black silk embroidered clothes, supplemented by gold silk embroidered with a golden bamboo sea.

Mo Beichen didn't remember how he bought such a low-key dark suit, he seemed to have never worn it once, because it was really not eye-catching enough.

It's really not his Beichen Demon Lord's style.

But fortunately, this dress can be regarded as useful at the moment, so it is not considered a waste.

Mo Beichen was quite satisfied, and took the clothes to find Yi Qingyun.

Pushing open the door, Mo Beichen put the suit of clothes on the barrier, "Qingyun, the clothes are put away for you."

"Hmm." Yi Qingyun's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he was very comfortable in the bath.

Then came the sound of people rising from the water.

The barrier couldn't completely cover the man, and Mo Beichen could still see the man's forehead and long wet hair.

The clothes were also taken down by the man.

There was a thin rustling sound, and the people inside seemed to be in a hurry.

After a while, Yi Qingyun still didn't come out for a long time.

"Qingyun, hurry up." Mo Beichen urged softly.

After a while, there were still thin threads behind the barrier. Mo Beichen was surprised and asked again: "Qingyun, what's wrong with you?"

The voice behind the barrier seemed a little helpless.

"Mochen, I don't know how to wear these clothes."

Mo Beichen was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Seemingly hearing the laughter of people outside, the man behind the barrier was a little embarrassed, "The clothes are too complicated."

"I'll come to help you." Mo Beichen suppressed a smile and walked behind the barrier. If time permits, he would like to tease this silly pure Yang body again.

Really interesting.

I don't know if it was because of too hot washing or other reasons, but the man's usually cold face rarely showed a slight blush.

The clothes were loosely wrapped around her body, revealing a large area of ​​her tight chest muscles. Because she had just showered, the heat had not dissipated, and she was glowing attractively.

And the hem of the undressed clothes could not cover the man's slender and powerful legs.

Such a different kind of beauty made Mo Beichen raise his eyebrows.

This pure yang body seems to be a bit pretty, but he usually doesn't see it.

"Come on, let me help you." Mo Beichen raised the corner of his mouth, and reached out to the man's waist to undo the crooked belt.

Wrapping around the man's waist with both hands, he pulled out the whole belt.

The man was as stiff as a rock.

Mo Beichen reached out to take off the clothes, but his hand was firmly held down.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing the other party's resistance, Mo Beichen could only ask patiently.

"I... I don't have any clothes inside." The man's voice was a little hoarse.

"Ah, I know, but you're wearing it wrong, that one has to be worn inside." Mo Beichen pointed to the other one that was thrown aside with his other finger, "This is a set, and this one is worn on your body." outside."

The man's stern face froze, "Didn't I..."

"Hey, it's okay, everyone is a man, what's the matter." Mo Beichen smiled, "Stop making trouble, or it will be too late to learn."

"Would you like to change clothes?" Yi Qingyun was still struggling, holding the opponent's hand tightly with one hand, and tightly holding the crumbling black robe with the other.

Although it's no big deal that everyone is a man, he still feels inexplicably ashamed, and he doesn't know why.

Anyway, naked in front of Mo Chen, no.

"This is a new one I bought. The previous ones were scratched and I can't wear them anymore. This is the only one left, unless Qingyun wants to go to school naked."

Mo Beichen's words cut off Yi Qingyun's retreat, and he didn't forget to tease this green and pure Yang body at the end.

Yi Qingyun's expression was extremely struggling, as if he couldn't even maintain his usual calmness, and finally let go of the hand on his waist as if resigned to his fate, and pressed his thin lips tightly.

Mo Beichen chuckled, and took off the black robe from his strong body.

"Yo, it's pretty spirited there."

Feeling the man's body tremble and his face flushed, Mo Beichen laughed even more happily in his heart.

Really interesting.

Mo Beichen didn't stop, and put the clothes on Yi Qingyun in the correct order.

Yi Qingyun suffered a lot during the whole process.

The pair of white fingers walked on his body against the cloth, making him tremble in his heart wherever he went, even after sliding for a long time, his skin still felt hot and lingered for a long time.

He was going crazy, only a string in his brain was tightly stretching his will, telling him not to think about it.

But he still couldn't do it.

When wearing the belt, the boy gently wrapped his waist around his waist as if hugging him tenderly.

While straightening his collar, the young man's hands rested on his hem, as if he was leaning on his chest and whispering softly.

All of this is challenging Yi Qingyun's extremely fragile nerves.

When this set of clothes was completely worn, Yi Qingyun's throat throbbed, and he thought that his bath was probably for nothing.

Because there was already a thin layer of sweat on his back.

"Okay, it's really good, Qingyun, go and look at the bronze mirror." Mo Beichen nodded in satisfaction.

As the saying goes: "A man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle."

Normally, Yi Qingyun devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation, and never paid any attention to his appearance.

I didn't pay attention to anything other than keeping it clean every day.

The styles of clothes are all the simplest, but they barely cover up his good looks.

This dress was not suitable for Mo Beichen, because Mo Beichen was bright and flamboyant, but this dress dimmed his own look.

But wearing it on Yi Qingyun's body has a completely different effect.

Yi Qingyun was originally tough and straight, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but his face was always dull.

It matches this dress just right, and it is commensurate with the nobility, but this dullness seems mature and stable, and its momentum is attractive.

He is extremely handsome against him.

Yi Qingyun hadn't recovered from the stimulation just now, his eyes were deep, and he stood numbly in place.

Mo Beichen thought that Chunyang Body was embarrassed, so he didn't make things difficult for him. He pushed the other party to the table and sat down, and picked up the comb to help him comb it.

The hair of this pure male body is quite soft and thin, not as smelly and hard like him.

Mo Beichen's technique was excellent, and he quickly tied Yi Qingyun's hair with a hair tie.

However, Yi Qingyun hadn't recovered until he had done everything well.

"Qingyun, you still have time for a stick of incense." Mo Beichen looked at the other party's silly look, and reminded him.

"Huh?" Yi Qingyun finally stood up stiffly, and then he was very flustered.

"I won't go today, it will be too late for you to take me with you." Mo Beichen thought for a while and said.

"Okay, okay." Yi Qingyun kept nodding his head, picked up the things he wanted to bring, and rushed out the door.

The whole person seemed to be running away, but he still wanted to appear calm and composed.

"So you don't want to take me there?" Mo Beichen looked at the other party like that, and smiled helplessly.

When he was just getting dressed, Mo Beichen hung the blessing sachet on Yi Qingyun's waist. He had prepared a speech, but the other party didn't know what he was thinking and didn't notice it at all.

Could it be that he practiced too fast and hurt his brain?

Why does he feel that this pure Yang body is getting more and more stunned.

The author has something to say: Sweat for our Demon Lord.

Man you are playing with fire~

As an author, I can't imagine how Qingyun will feel when he recalls today.