The Little Reporter from the Underworld and the Demon King

When the emperor returned home after working overtime, Wu Ze was lying on the sofa reading a book, with his feet up, and his loose trouser legs falling on his knees, revealing two white calves, like two fine white onions.

"New pants?" He immediately noticed this strange pair of wide-leg pants, because he remembered every pair of Uze's pants clearly, including their length, style, whether they could be supported at the thighs, and whether they could be untied The way the waist is bound.

This style of wide-leg pants, not to mention Wu Ze, has never been worn by other demons.

Wu Ze looked back at the pure black wide-leg pants on his body: "This is a very popular style recently, but it's a bit embarrassing to wear it outside, so I wear it at home. It's very loose and comfortable."

"Really." A great emperor who can teleport back home doesn't know what the popular styles are on the street, and he doesn't care. He probed in and touched Wu Ze's thigh.

It is indeed very comfortable.

Uze continued: "It's a product of Chu Xin's studio, he gave it to me today."

The emperor's eyes darkened: "Really."

It was Chu Xin again.

His hand continued to probe in as if venting his anger, touched Wu Ze's thigh and rubbed it, Wu Ze's body trembled suddenly, and he asked with some uncertainty: "Emperor?"

"It's really loose and convenient." The emperor withdrew his hand calmly.

Wu Ze looked at him with some doubts, but he immediately sat on the other side of the sofa and picked up the newspaper, so Wu Ze had no choice but to turn back and continue reading.

The emperor looked sideways at the wide-leg trousers that hung loosely on Wu Ze's legs. These trousers drape very well.

When Wu Ze went to the kitchen to pour water, the Great Emperor also got up and followed him, he didn't care, he probably went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Sure enough, the emperor took a basin of grapes from the refrigerator and was about to leave the kitchen, but he paused behind Wu Ze.

"Ah!" When his legs were cold, Wu Ze screamed out in fright, immediately put down the water bottle and put on the trousers that fell at his ankles again, and while fastening his belt, he turned his head and looked at the emperor puzzled.

The emperor withdrew his hand to untie the waistband of his trousers: "I thought it was a thread."

Wu Ze lowered his head, and the thin rope was knotted around his waist as a belt, and the little part that sticks out after the knot really looked like... a thread that had been magnified hundreds of times.

He quickly explained: "This is actually a belt."

"En." The emperor nodded, his gaze still resting on Wu Ze's waist.

Wu Ze's waist is very thin, and after the belt rope is tied, there is still a long piece hanging outside.Even though his little butt was upturned, he couldn't catch the pants with excellent sag.

"There's something wrong with the design of these pants," he pointed out.

"Where?" Wu Ze was immediately aroused. If there is a problem with the design of the trousers, it would be better to tell Qiu Xin as soon as possible.

"The drape is so good, what if your trouser belt is... pulled as if it's a thread when you're walking on the street?"

"Yes!" Wu Ze nodded in agreement. If he was on the street just now... then he must have found a crack in the ground, "I must tell Qiu Xin that I will go find Duo Ling!" Wu Ze said. About to run to the door, he suddenly remembered that he was still wearing these dangerous wide-leg pants, and turned to the bedroom to change a pair of pants.

"Wait." The emperor held his hand, "these pants have an unreasonable design."

"Where else?" Wu Ze asked.

If there is more than one place to be modified, it is more convenient to gather together and tell Qiu Xin at once, otherwise it may take many trips.

The emperor picked up Wu Ze and walked into the bedroom: "I want to test it first."

In the bedroom, on the big bed, the emperor hugged Wu Ze's upper body from behind with one hand, and gently stroked Wu Ze's inner thigh with the other hand along the trousers. , the body could not help trembling.

"Emperor?"

Wu Ze was ticklish, and didn't know what the Emperor wanted to test, so he could only let the Emperor stick to his back, restlessly moving his hands up and down his legs, touching his most sensitive places from time to time.

The emperor leaned against his ear and exhaled: "I think the trousers may be too wide, I want to try."

"How...how to try?"

The emperor did not answer, but asked him instead: "Can you cooperate?"

Although Wu Ze couldn't think of any problems caused by too wide trouser legs for the time being, he still nodded: "En."

The emperor kissed his hair: "Okay." Then he slowly lifted Wu Ze's trouser legs up to his thighs, exposing his entire legs.

Wu Ze's legs are very thin, even if the trousers are piled up on the thighs, they are still loose, and the white underwear can be easily seen.

"Fatty's exposed." The emperor lifted Fatty up and let go suddenly, the elastic Pangci flicked on Wu Ze's buttocks with a "pop".

"Is it really too wide?" Wu Ze looked down and looked behind him, and he could indeed see the white fat times.It seems easy to get naked in these pants.

"I don't know yet." The emperor tore the leg of the wide-leg pants to the other side, exposing most of Wu Ze's buttocks, and he slowly slid upwards along the buttocks outlined by Fatty.

Wu Ze felt as if there was an electric current passing behind him, and shivered.

"what!"

Then he felt a coolness in the back of his ass.

Fortunately, Fatty's elasticity was good enough to withstand being pulled, but his thighs were a little tight.

He was uncomfortably strangled, and just as he was about to ask the emperor how long he would continue to strangle, the emperor's fingers came in: "Fatty can only stretch it here, the trouser legs are indeed too wide."

After exploring with his fingers for a while, he changed to the Lord, and Wu Ze sat on the Emperor completely, speechless in shock.But soon he didn't have the strength to be surprised, his whole body limp in the Emperor's arms, gasping for breath...

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Wu Ze didn't take off a single piece of clothing from the beginning to the end.It was the first time for Wu Ze to wear trousers. At this time, he felt that the front and back were sticky and uncomfortable. He leaned against the emperor's arms and gasped and muttered softly: "The trousers are dirty..."

"Throw it away when it's dirty." It was exactly what he wanted.

"Just wash it." Wu Ze struggled to get up, suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked the emperor, "Are the trouser legs too wide?"

The emperor thought for a while and nodded. In his opinion, it is best if the trouser legs can be pulled to the 〇 opening. I don’t know if it is because Wu Ze’s buttocks are too small or his legs are too thin. This way, the other leg is almost exposed. cut.

"It would be the best if it could be made a little smaller." And you can't wear fat times, otherwise it will really hurt him.

While groping to get out of bed, Wu Ze said, "I'll tell Qiu Xin next time." I'm afraid I won't be able to go today.

He was still in a daze, he didn't step on the bed firmly when he got out of bed, and sat back on the bed, the emperor immediately supported his waist, picked him up by the waist and walked to the bathroom.

He whispered in Wu Ze's ear: "Don't wear fat clothes next time, it's a bit tight."

Wu Ze felt the same way: "Yes."