Lu Che used to conceal her gender, so as long as it didn't affect her breathing and normal movements, her corset could be tied as tight as she could.
She has never regretted it before. She even prayed that she would have a flat chest all her life when she was blowing cakes on her birthday during her puberty.
Who knew that what she had expected in the past had turned into her annoyance and regret now.
After the young master got drunk, he would hug her and call her 'little beauty', saying she was 'so fragrant, so soft, so delicious'.
But only Lu Che knew that she was not a 'little beauty' at all, nor was she 'not fragrant, not soft, not tasty'.
Apart from her left shoulder, there are still a few scars on her body, which were branded a long time ago. She thought it was okay in the past, but now she is very worried that Lu Qilin will see it.
Not to mention, she knew how much flesh she had on her chest. Compared with other women, it was 'Xiaohe who showed her sharp corners'.
Lu Che himself didn't understand these things, he may have heard his comrades talking nasty in the military before.
She remembered that a comrade-in-arms said that men like 'breasts丨thighs丨legs丨buttocks丨up'. Lu Che thought about himself, as if none of these points were related.
Not to mention, she felt that her skin could not be compared with those delicate and soft famous ladies.
Miss Qiao Muer, the young master's former fiancée, was so pretty, not to mention those women who wanted to cling to the young master in the past, every one Lu Che had met seemed to be stronger than him.
The more he thought about it, the more nervous and frightened Lu Che became.
She bit her lower lip tightly, her head was in a mess, and she didn't notice Lu Qilin's movements at all.
Until, when Lu Che was put on the bed by Lu Qilin, a chill suddenly hit his chest——
Coolness
How could it be cool!
It was only then that Lu Che suddenly realized that something was wrong. She came back to her senses and saw Lu Qilin who was standing on the edge of the bed with his shirt off.
The man's body seems to be carved by God himself, perfect and flawless.
He has a strong body and every muscle is just right.
At this moment, Lu Qilin was looking down at her deeply. His eyes were narrow and deep, but his normally piercing gaze was full of undisguised disappointment at this moment.
Lu Che was taken aback. She felt that she was going to be completely lost in the unfathomable gaze. She managed to pull back her thoughts, but saw Lu Qilin suddenly leaned over and pressed down.
In an instant, Lu Che felt as if he was completely enveloped by Lu Qilin's tall body, and there was a man's familiar breath in his breath, and the mighty power emanating from him made her have nowhere to escape.
At this moment, Lu Che's upper body was almost stripped off by Lu Qilin.
Because of Lu Qilin's request, she didn't wear a chest strap, but she wore a small vest that she usually wears inside.
It was because of this little vest, which she was not used to and put on casually, that finally saved her.
Because at this moment, this little vest was left on Lu Che's upper body, barely protecting his weak, not 'dominant' chest.
"Little Che, you're scared..." Lu Qilin saw Lu Che's fragrant shoulders trembling slightly.
The way she shivered under him, she looked like she had fallen into a hunter's trap, an innocent and poor little beast.
But Lu Che didn't know, the more she was like this, the more dangerous Lu Qilin's eyes looked at her.
The lack of love that filled it was about to explode Lu Qilin.
He really wanted to see his little Che trembling under him, helpless and confused.