Inside the walk-in closet, Wan Qingyun's cheeks were flushed, and she held a noble and elegant black dress.
"You… you're really going to help me change…?" she asked softly.
"You picked it, my idol. Are you shy now?" Jiang Junyi squatted in front of Wan Qingyun and pinched her slightly red cheek.
"No… I'm not shy at all!"
Wan Qingyun shoved the dress into Jiang Junyi's arms, closed her eyes, and looked as if she was ready to face death.
Seeing this, Jiang Junyi sighed, "Qingyun, how can I change you while you're in a wheelchair?"
"That… that's your problem…" Wan Qingyun was already too shy to look at Jiang Junyi.
Suddenly, she felt her body lighten, and she found herself on the wooden platform specially built for her in the walk-in closet.
Jiang Junyi swallowed, leaned close to Wan Qingyun's ear, "Then I'll… start… I need to first…"
In an instant, a blush spread from Wan Qingyun's neck to her pretty face, and her voice trembled slightly, "Do… do whatever you want!"
Jiang Junyi glanced at the tissues on the side; Uncle Wu had given them to him before he came in.
"Rustle, rustle."
Jiang Junyi pulled out two sheets, rolled them up, and stuffed them into his nose.
Hmm, everything was ready.
Next, Jiang Junyi's hands trembled as he gently pulled down the Hello Kitty pajama pants.
White.
"Boom!"
Jiang Junyi felt the surge of a blood river in his nasal cavity.
He slowly closed his eyes, taking deep breaths, silently repeating: Look at these legs, they are long and white, just like these noodles, thin and soft.
Jiang Junyi opened his eyes, a hint of determination in his gaze.
He fully shook out the skirt into an "umbrella shape."
He cupped Wan Qingyun's calf with one hand, and a soft, smooth sensation immediately came from his fingertips.
Jiang Junyi quickly slipped on the dress, pulling it up above her knees.
Now, the problem was. Wan Qingyun was sitting!
"Jun… Junyi… aren't you done yet?" Wan Qingyun asked, her voice trembling.
"Almost," Jiang Junyi said in a deep voice.
Stupid brain, move faster! How do I do this?
Suddenly, Jiang Junyi had an idea. "Wrap your arms around my neck."
"Oh… oh…"
Wan Qingyun obediently hugged Jiang Junyi tightly.
Jiang Junyi held the skirt with one hand and wrapped the other around Wan Qingyun's slender waist.
Lift!
Seizing the opportunity, his other hand pulled upwards.
The skirt perfectly cleared her waist!
"Done."
Upon hearing this, Wan Qingyun released her hands again, remaining motionless like a statue.
Jiang Junyi was now staring intently at Wan Qingyun's cartoon pajamas.
Next… next…
Damn it, move your dead hands!
After a while, Jiang Junyi's hands trembled as he unbuttoned her pajamas.
Wan Qingyun felt the movement in front of her, and her face grew even redder.
Wisps of steam gradually rose from the top of her head.
"Click~" "Click~"
The buttons were unfastened from top to bottom.
"Gulp."
Jiang Junyi's gaze swept down, seeing Wan Qingyun's flat stomach with not a single trace of excess fat…
"Click!"
Unbuttoned to the middle.
Jiang Junyi closed his eyes, his hands still.
Is it a set?
At this moment, Wan Qingyun felt Jiang Junyi stop moving, and she secretly opened her right eye a tiny slit.
She saw Jiang Junyi actually closing his eyes and taking gentle, deep breaths.
Wan Qingyun's lips curved slightly; he was quite cute when he was shy.
She then looked down slightly and quickly closed her eyes again.
Oh! How… how! It's already here!
Just in time, Jiang Junyi finished his mental preparation.
The last three buttons!
Jiang Junyi gritted his teeth, "Snap, snap, snap," unfastening them instantly.
A patch of snowy white instantly came into view!
Jiang Junyi's eyes rolled back, and he tilted his head backward—
I have stood on mountain peaks, and I have looked up from the valleys.
"Just… just a moment!"
"Oh…"
Jiang Junyi swiftly pulled out two tissues, rolled them up again, and stuffed them in.
Again!
Jiang Junyi held Wan Qingyun's jade-like arm, which was truly a work of art, and gently took off her pajamas.
Her flawless skin, like soft mutton fat jade, was completely exposed before his eyes.
Jiang Junyi dared not linger, quickly pulling the dress up to Wan Qingyun's chest, covering that fleeting beauty.
Jiang Junyi lowered his head—deep breaths! Deep breaths!
This was probably going to cost a lot of nosebleeds.
After a long while, Jiang Junyi raised his head.
The most difficult stage was over; now it was just a matter of finishing up.
Jiang Junyi's fingers reached around Wan Qingyun's back to grasp the zipper of the dress.
His fingertips brushed against her alabaster back, and a soft "hmm" escaped Wan Qingyun's lips.
Jiang Junyi's hand trembled, and he nearly lost control.
Taking a deep breath, he leaned closer to Wan Qingyun.
His hands went over her swan-like neck, gently pulling up the dress zipper.
Wan Qingyun felt Jiang Junyi's breath gently caress the back of her neck, warm and ticklish, and she couldn't help but shrink her shoulders.
Jiang Junyi's hand paused, and his voice was a few shades lower than usual, "Don't move."
"Then you… hurry up…" Wan Qingyun said shyly.
Jiang Junyi said nothing, only continued pulling the zipper.
Finally.
"Phew…"
Jiang Junyi let out a long breath, slowly pulling back.
"Are you done?"
At this moment, Wan Qingyun opened her eyes, her moist gaze meeting Jiang Junyi's.
They blinked at each other.
"Pfft!"
Wan Qingyun couldn't help but laugh when she saw the half-bloody tissue in Jiang Junyi's nose.
"What… what are you laughing at?!"
"It's all your fault!"
Jiang Junyi awkwardly shifted his gaze.
"My fault?" Wan Qingyun pointed at herself, "How is it my fault?"
Jiang Junyi shook his head slightly, saying in a softer voice, "Who told you… to be so beautiful…"
Wan Qingyun's lips curved slightly as she leaned close to Jiang Junyi, gently blowing into his ear, "Oh~ Is my big boy shy?"
"Who! Who's shy?! I, the dignified Young Master of the Jiang Family, would… would be shy?! What a joke!" Jiang Junyi said stubbornly.
"Ah~ yes, yes, yes."
"Then, Young Master of the Jiang Family, can you carry me back to my wheelchair now? I want to do my makeup~"
Wan Qingyun coaxed him like a child.
"Kiss."
"Mwah~"
"Smart of you."
After sitting back in her wheelchair, Wan Qingyun pinched Jiang Junyi's cheek, "You can go out first. I can do my makeup myself~"
"Mm, ahem, then I'll, I'll go out first, alright."
Jiang Junyi looked around as he walked, touching here and there, lingering for a while before reaching the middle of the room.
"Junyi."
Jiang Junyi turned his head sharply, "What is it?!"
Wan Qingyun pointed at her own nose, "Blood, it's flowing out."
Jiang Junyi touched it, and a trace of crimson appeared on his fingertips.
"I'll go deal with it!"
This time, he instantly disappeared from the walk-in closet.
Wan Qingyun shook her head, smiling softly.
After going out, Jiang Junyi washed his hands and then stuffed his nose with tissue.
It seemed to be of no use.
So, Jiang Junyi came to the small courtyard, sat on the steps, and just hung his head.
"Splash, splash, splash."
Uncle Wu, who was tending to the flowers and plants nearby, looked up, "Eh? Is there a leak somewhere?"
Following the sound, he saw two crimson dragons of blood gushing from his young master's nostrils.
Uncle Wu's eyes widened. He had expected the young master to have a nosebleed, but was the bleeding really this heavy?!
He dropped his tools and slid on his knees to Jiang Junyi's front:
"Young Master!! Are you alright?!"
Jiang Junyi didn't move, "Oh, Uncle Wu? What's wrong?"
If he moved, the blood would get on his face.
"Young Master… this amount of bleeding… are you really alright?"
Jiang Junyi let out a cold laugh, "Heh, you don't understand."
"Do you think I'm bleeding?"
"Wrong!"
"I'm bleeding—love!"
Jiang Junyi's eyes lifted slightly, his sharp gaze like a knife piercing Uncle Wu.
Uncle Wu opened his mouth, how… how resolute!
"Don't mind me, go about your business."
Jiang Junyi raised his hand, indicating he was fine.
Now, he closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the blood to stop flowing.
But… as soon as he closed his eyes, it was…
Snowy mountains, fragrant grass, the scent of distant flowers.
White jade, valleys, the art before his eyes.
"Boom—!"
The blood flow doubled.
"Young… Young Master!" Uncle Wu cried out in alarm.
Jiang Junyi raised his hand, "No need to worry."
"This, this is a man's unique romance, you idiot!"
"If I die from bleeding, then it proves that I am merely a man of this caliber."
In an instant, Uncle Wu covered his eyes.
Is this, is this the realm where Young Master surpasses me?!
Too dazzling!
"Eh? Brother-in-law, you're here? My sister picked out an outfit for you and told you to go change."
Wan Xiaoxiao poked her head out.
"Oh, coming."
Jiang Junyi pinched his nose, and with a "splat," the nosebleed stopped.
Then he stood up and walked towards the walk-in closet.
Huh?!
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