Zhang Ziwen was slightly aroused by this soul-crushing moan. This annoying physiological response, combined with the auditory stimulation, the soft feeling of the warm jade foot in his hand - all of these resulted in an unavoidable strong reaction forming down there...
At this moment, he noticed something else, a discovery that could cost him dearly. Unaware of her indecent posture, Mu Qing was sprawled out on the sofa. The corner of her smooth satin-like dress had slipped up her thigh. The comfort of her foot treatment caused her legs to involuntarily part slightly. The angle was too perfect, perfectly in line with Zhang Ziwen's gaze. Her intimate area was inadvertently exposed, revealing an unexpected hint of light blue...
