The last golden silk bear in the universe

The clothes Arnold prepared for him were very simple, a white long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of white trousers, without any pattern but very soft to the touch, and very comfortable to wear.

Song Changan put it on in two or three strokes. He was still afraid that Arnold would look back, so he changed in a hurry. After a while, there was only a pair of pure white briefs left on the table.

Looking at this, Song Changan blushed a little.

Although his golden retriever panties looked shameful, they were made from his own hair anyway, so they fit perfectly.

And this pair of underwear, if he remembers correctly, Arnold touched his hands when he brought the clothes over just now, Song Changan thought that the clothes and pants are fine, but it is a bit weird to have such intimate things touched by others, ?? Out of some sudden sense of shame he didn't.

But he was afraid that Arnold would ask him why he didn't wear it after seeing it, so he picked it up, crumpled it up and hid it behind his back. After looking around for nothing, he opened his mouth.

Song Changan sat on the table with his knees folded. He watched Arnold turn around, feeling unspeakably nervous.

In the shape of a little golden bear, he can easily act like a baby to Arnold, ask him to do things, or lose his temper at him, but after becoming a human, maybe because he took off the layer coat,?? He became tense uncontrollably.

Obviously he and Arnold have a very close relationship,?? But he just can't control his heartbeat now, and he doesn't even know what he is anxious about.

As soon as Arnold turned around, he saw the clear eyes of the young man. He seemed to be waiting for something. He looked a little nervous, and a blush appeared on his white and soft cheeks.

His hair was a bit long, with blond curly hair hanging down to his shoulders. Arnold had combed his hair before, so it was still smooth at this time. It was pulled behind its owner's ear, revealing a smooth forehead.

Arnold subconsciously held his breath.

The young man was wearing the clothes he personally chose. The previous two times were almost shocking, and Arnold couldn’t tell what he looked like when he described it. He remembered that he was a petite, slightly fat boy. , so he specially picked the bigger one, but now he found that he seemed to have chosen the wrong one.

After his little Changan became a human being, he still had some time to put on that dress. The neckline was a little crooked, and the shadow of the collarbone could be seen, and the sleeves looked empty. When he sat there with his knees hugged, he looked very It's a small one, and he can easily hold it in his arms.

Arnold wasn't sure if it was his illusion, he felt that Chang'an had grown up a bit.

"Don't stare at me like that..." Song Changan couldn't bear to be stared at by Arnold in a daze, his eyes were a little warm, and his face was hot.

Arnold watched him wringing his fingers, his chubby cheeks puffed up slightly, as if he was acting like a baby, his heart suddenly softened.

He just wanted to say a few words to make the cub not so nervous, but suddenly all the emotions froze on his face.

In fact, Song Changan rarely sees Arnold nervous or in a daze, but at this time he can clearly feel Arnold's nervousness, because the other party is nervous, so he is even more nervous, and always feels that their current relationship seems to have changed. Not as pure as before.

Blushed by Arnold's eyes, Song Changan still complained in his heart that he had never seen the little fat man staring at him so firmly, and when he looked at him again, he found that his expression was a little weirder.

His gaze was so direct that Song Changan's shyness of seeing people with his true face was gone, leaving only his mind full of doubts.

Song Changan looked down at his clothes, then at his arms and legs, and couldn't help but hugged his knees tightly: "Arnold, what are you looking at?"

He didn't find the problem with himself, but Arnold didn't seem to hear his words, and his gaze was still fixed on him. Song Changan followed Arnold's gaze and looked down in confusion, and his face turned green for a while.

The clothes and trousers prepared by Arnold for him are relatively loose and not tight. He didn’t see any problems when he looked at them before, but now he is sitting on the table with his knees hugged. This posture will inevitably tighten his trousers. .

Once the pants were tight, it perfectly outlined the shape of his plush panties.

He saw a raised line on the side of his leg, which perfectly outlined the shape of his fluffy underwear, and because it was full of fluff, the bulging piece was uneven, and it was extraordinarily bulging anyway. .

Song Changan: "..."

Arnold finally came to his senses at this time, he touched his nose in embarrassment, and said softly: "Chang'an, what's the matter with your pants, what I prepared for you is just..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Song Changan, whose face was blushing, had already exploded.

"Turn around! Don't look!"

Arnold turned around reflexively.

Song Changan only felt that he was ashamed to meet people, he didn't dare to bend his legs anymore, but because he had already discovered it, even in a relaxed state, the outline of a certain underwear could easily attract his attention.

Song Chang'an looked at his thigh, and couldn't help but question from the bottom of his heart: How could he do such a stupid thing?

Taking a deep breath, he took off his pants, then took out the one he had hidden, and put it on lightly, his whole body was still dizzy.

He looked at the golden fluffy panties that he was holding in his hand, and he was too ashamed to lift his head. How could he do such a stupid thing in front of Arnold?

Song Changan, who had no face to face Jiangdong's elders, even though he had finished changing his clothes, still didn't have the courage to face Arnold again. He only felt that his face had been rubbed on the ground by him, and he had no face at all.

He hid his fluffy underpants behind his back like before, and looked at Arnold's back very nervously.

Song Changan: Did he become stupid after being a golden silk bear for too long?

The movement behind him had stopped long ago, and Arnold could hear the boy's restless slight movement, and he knew that the other party should be shy and embarrassed at this time, he waited for a while, but still couldn't wait for the other party's voice to call him.

"Chang'an?" Arnold tentatively asked.

The teenager ignored him, Arnold heard some sniffling sounds, he turned around without waiting any longer.

Song Changan sniffled and his eyes were a little red. Arnold must have seen clearly how embarrassing he was just now, so he couldn't help but feel like crying.

With a calm face, he shouted: "Who told you to turn around? Don't look at me!"

It wasn't Arnold's fault, but Song Changan couldn't help being angry. He was angry with himself, but he couldn't hold back his bad attitude.

Arnold looked at the young man on the table staring at him with dizzy red eyes. He had a stubborn little face, as if this would leave his last dignity. For this reason, his little eyes were fierce, as if wanting him to It's the same as retreating despite difficulties.

Looking at his wet eyes, Arnold's heart tightened with his mood, and seeing him carefully wipe his eyes, Arnold couldn't wait any longer.

He picked up the boy who was sitting on the table, put his arm through the bend of his leg, and wrapped his other arm around his back. After reacting, she was hugged by him for a while before suddenly struggling.

Song Changan: "Why did you pick me up! Let me down!"

Song Changan's anxiety was really urgent. His panties were still in a ball behind him. What should he do if he was picked up and found out? He didn't care about being ashamed. go down.

But he couldn't struggle, Arnold put him on the chair he had been sitting on before, and his remaining hot body temperature penetrated through Song Changan's thin clothes and pants, making him subconsciously still.

Song Changan said softly, "What are you doing..."

Arnold squatted on the ground and wiped his eyes, wiping away the moisture that should not have appeared, and then put on socks and shoes for him, before stopping to look at him.

Arnold: "I didn't see anything, Chang'an, don't be angry."

In fact, this matter had nothing to do with Arnold. Song Changan, who lost his temper at him for no reason, was a little embarrassed, and said softly, "Then why did you carry me down? I can get down by myself."

Arnold trimmed his hair for him: "Chang'an's leg is injured, be careful."

Song Chang'an really wanted to say that his leg was healed, but he didn't speak in the silence, as if he had already acquiesced in this matter.

He looked back furtively, only to find that his golden-haired panties had disappeared at some point. He was a little nervous and didn't dare to say anything, so he continued to search cautiously.

Arnold didn't notice his small movements, he only touched his face, and then helped him stand up.

This was Song Changan's first time standing on his feet in a long time. He almost forgot how to walk as a person, and subconsciously grabbed Arnold's arm, and he didn't have time to look for his plush panties.

Arnold held his arm. He had a lot to say. This was the time he spent with Chang An. In the atmosphere just now, he could make Chang An relax and get close to him like he was in the shape of a beast.

But there are always accidents, taking care of Chang An's emotions is the first priority, he can't make him panic for himself.

Arnold grabbed his hand, the soft touch made him fondle admiringly, and said softly: "Chang'an, do you want to go for a walk? Dr. Quick and the others have wanted to see you for a long time."

Song Chang'an nodded, pretending that the ridiculous things before had never happened.

As soon as he nodded, Arnold walked out with him in his arms.

Song Changan, leaning on Arnold's chest and dangling: "How about going for a walk?"