"Is it too tight?"
Lian Qiong asked Chuzheng with some embarrassment.
His voice carried the nervousness of a young man experiencing carnal pleasures for the first time, and he dared not let his gaze wander.
Chuzheng moved her arm slightly, felt the chest binder was appropriately tight, and nodded her head, "Mhm."
Lian Qiong hurriedly secured it in place from behind and draped a garment over Chuzheng.
Her heartbeat thumped incessantly.
"You can... resume your identity as a girl," Lian Qiong said as he helped Chuzheng into her clothes.
"What a hassle." Chuzheng, finding Lian Qiong too slow, snatched the task from him and fastened it swiftly by herself.
"..." He knew how to tie it!!
Lian Qiong tidied up the disheveled couch, noticing the fallen petals on it; his cheeks flared with heat in an instant, but he calmed down just as quickly.
She had been the one to initiate!
He had been forced!!
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