Yuanya froze upon hearing Lan Xiu's words, only managing to mumble after a long pause, "It's really not necessary..."
"Would you prefer to do it yourself, or should I?" Lan Xiu asked with a devilish smirk.
She involuntarily recoiled, realizing that this beast wouldn't let up until he gets what he wants.
After all, she's been looked at more times than she can count, raising her level of tolerance significantly.
Yuanya was only dressed in a long, strapless dress with a thin, light coverup.
What should have been a quick strip-down became a prolonged struggle, as she hesitated and fumbled for several minutes.
Lan Xiu watched patiently as Yuanya dawdled.
When she finally undressed, he eyed her body - now only in the bareness of innerwear - before saying, "Come a bit closer."
Yuanya swallowed, blushing as she moved toward him.
Lan Xiu's gaze settled on her chest, now covered by only a thin brassiere, each rise and fall of her breathing clear as day.
