Chapter 1144: He’s Pretty Convincing

Chapter 1144: Chapter 1144: He’s Pretty Convincing

Li Xiaoyun was a little worried too when she heard that.

If it turned out that she had bruised him with her chin, it would be so embarrassing.

Li Xiaoyun felt like she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Then, she heard Zhao Dingli say, "Can you help me unbutton my shirt and take a look?"

"Ah?" Li Xiaoyun was dumbfounded.

Zhao Dingli smiled at her in a particularly innocent and bashful way.

Li Xiaoyun was curious how he managed to do that, with his cold and serious expression, yet could produce such a bashful and innocent smile.

Li Xiaoyun really wanted to learn it from him.

"I want to see if there’s a bruise." Zhao Dingli hoped sincerely that there would be some kind of bruise.

Even if it was as small as a mung bean, it would be good.

Then Li Xiaoyun could apply the bruise ointment on him.

Since it was her own doing.

How could she refuse?

"Okay." Li Xiaoyun agreed, gritting her teeth.

But when her hands got close to his chest, they started to tremble uncontrollably.

She was just too nervous.

Undressing a man was truly a first for her...

Though Zhao Dingli was still wearing his tie, earlier in the car, he had loosened it because he felt it was too tight around his neck, but it was still hanging there.

Without untying the tie, she couldn’t open his shirt.

Li Xiaoyun had no choice but to pull the tie out first.

Only then did she start unbuttoning his shirt, one by one.

When she got to the fourth button, she tried to look to the side but found she still couldn’t see where Zhao Dingli was struck, and had to continue.

In the end, as she kept unbuttoning, almost all the buttons were undone without realizing.

Only those tucked into Zhao Dingli’s belt were left.

Since she had undone so many, what difference did it make to undo them all?

But Li Xiaoyun felt a mental pressure.

Zhao Dingli’s belt... was tied pretty tightly.

She couldn’t possibly go untying his belt.

What did it mean to untie a man’s belt?

Just thinking about that scene was particularly suggestive.

But pulling the shirt outward seemed extremely rough, as if she was about to do something to him.

Especially when Zhao Dingli, for some reason, lay down flat, spreading his limbs in a large character.

Looking like he was ready to be ravaged.

Li Xiaoyun’s mouth twitched, trying to yank his shirt, and found it was really hard to pull out.

So she said, "This should be enough."

Zhao Dingli nodded, "You hit my left chest, take a look."

Li Xiaoyun was about to lift his shirt, then froze.

She had been concentrating on unbuttoning and hadn’t noticed.

Now she realized, although the shirt hadn’t been pulled open, the middle part was already revealing his chest and abs.

Not much, but this half-covered look was just like a film.

Tempting crime.

"It’s all unbuttoned, lift it yourself and have a look," Li Xiaoyun said, not daring to look at Zhao Dingli, yet couldn’t help but want to see his physique.

Really...

Beauty misleads!

Zhao Dingli didn’t insist, raised a hand, and pushed the shirt to one side.

Completely revealing the left side of his chest.

Zhao Dingli’s body was sturdy, with chest muscles and abs as required.

And although his chest was solid, it wasn’t overly large.

Just right, at a level Li Xiaoyun found appealing.

Li Xiaoyun realized tonight, that men, half-hidden like this, were incredibly seducing.

Zhao Dingli lay there, trying to lift his head, which looked quite difficult.

"Does my chest look bruised?" Zhao Dingli just wanted Li Xiaoyun to see.

Such a good opportunity, Zhao Dingli wouldn’t pass it up.

Li Xiaoyun told herself to focus, not taking advantage of Zhao Dingli.

While he was drunk, she couldn’t exploit the moment.

Especially when Zhao Dingli looked so innocent now.

But he was really...

Too tempting for crime.

Li Xiaoyun took a deep breath and finally looked over.

"It’s not bruised, not a single mark," Li Xiaoyun let out a sigh of relief.

If he really were bruised, it would be too embarrassing.

Zhao Dingli was extremely disappointed.

"Does it still hurt now?" Li Xiaoyun asked.

"It’s still a bit painful," Zhao Dingli replied.

"Shall I find an ointment for you to apply yourself?" asked Li Xiaoyun again.

Zhao Dingli hadn’t expected that Li Xiaoyun would voluntarily suggest without him initiating.

He was so lucky!

"Sure, sure," Zhao Dingli agreed eagerly, "though, is there any at home?"

"I remember there is," Li Xiaoyun said, "I bought various medications before just in case."

These came from Li Xiaoyun’s own experience living alone.

Living by herself, there’s always a chance that she’d encounter various physical discomforts.

Sometimes it’s small issues.

Like bruises, knock injuries.

Sometimes it’s colds and fevers.

Sometimes it’s an upset stomach from bad food.

Especially relying on takeout meals, she could fall victim to food mishaps unexpectedly.

But for these little issues, going to the hospital was really unnecessary.

A cold or fever, some medicine would do.

Bruises and knocks, if not muscle or bone injuries, just disinfect and bandage at home, or apply ointment.

If the stomach’s upset, you’d be too weak to go to the hospital.

So, her medicine box at home was always stocked with various meds.

Once expired, she’d replace them with new ones.

Mostly for peace of mind, being prepared.

After moving, Li Xiaoyun brought this habit with her.

So the medicine at home should be well-stocked.

Li Xiaoyun bought plenty, sometimes she would forget about it.

But she’s confident in this.

"Wait a moment," Li Xiaoyun said, heading out.

Zhao Dingli took this moment to pull his shirt all the way out from the belt.

Before Li Xiaoyun returned, Zhao Dingli considered whether to pull his pants down a little to reveal his oblique muscles.

He contemplated for three seconds before deciding to pull his pants down a bit, exposing his oblique muscles.

Just then, he heard Li Xiaoyun’s footsteps returning.

Zhao Dingli quickly lay back properly.

When Li Xiaoyun came back, she saw Zhao Dingli like this.

If it wasn’t for his pants still on, it really looked as if he’d been violated.

Li Xiaoyun’s eye twitched, "You..."

"I feel hot and uncomfortable," Zhao Dingli said, "so I wanted to take off my shirt."

He made a convincing act.

Holding onto the shirt, clumsily undoing the last button with difficulty.

Long fingers pinching the little button, unable to unfasten it.

"Let me do it," Li Xiaoyun stepped in, helping him unbutton the last one.

Yet she didn’t expect the shirt, once freed, slid to the sides.

Exposing his abs thoroughly.

Li Xiaoyun not only saw his abs but the oblique muscles directly leading into the belt.