"Little Xixi, so sweet," Han Zishi praised with a smile brimming with meaning.
Lin Xileng blushed even harder, "Aren't you going to dance?"
"I am."
"You dance, I'll watch."
Han Zishi frowned slightly, "I need to change clothes."
"There are some in the bag on the sofa," Lin Xileng said hurriedly, afraid he would kiss her again.
Thankfully, she had prepared women's clothing in advance.
"Little Xixi is so good, there's a reward." Holding her face, he gave a loud kiss, and only then did Han Zishi contentedly take out the clothes to change.
"Don't watch if it's impolite." Seeing Han Zishi stripping, Shen Mosheng quickly covered Han Yingying's eyes.
"He's my brother," Han Yingying said somewhat anxiously, trying to pry away Shen Mosheng's hands, "you're blocking my shot."
She had only known before that her brother had a cross-dressing fetish when drunk, but had no idea he was also a kissing fanatic.
