Seeing that she was in a daze, a trace of impatience flashed across Xie tingxi's eyes. &Quot; why aren't you helping me take off my clothes? "
Take off his clothes?
Qu Huaian immediately shook his head. &Quot; Mr ... Mr. Xie ... I won't do that. If you want someone to help you undress, I'll get someone else to help you. &Quot;
He turned around to leave.
The man's slender arm reached out and easily grabbed her collar, pulling her back.
Qu Huaian kept patting his hand, and his face turned red again. &Quot; Mr. Xie, please show some respect. &Quot;
Xie tingxi let go of her collar. &Quot; you made my clothes wet. Shouldn't you help me take them off and wash them yourself? "
Qu Huaian reacted. &Quot; y-you're asking me to take off my shirt? "
"Otherwise?" Xie tingxi stared at her with a profound look in his eyes. &Quot; don't tell me you want to help me take off ... &Quot;
"I didn't." Qu Huaian quickly interrupted him.
