It wasn't just her bra—Zhao Chi had no idea where he'd tossed Liu Sitong's panties either, and her stockings were torn to shreds by his hands, even her hip-hugging skirt now sported a tear…
Seeing Liu Sitong in this state—if Chen Hongxia or Liu Siyu were to see her, they'd definitely know what the two had just done… Could it be any more awkward?
"There's no time, my love, hide underneath, I'll deal with this!" Zhao Chi pulled Liu Sitong down, pressing her beneath him as he spread his legs wide, frantically wiping off his cold sweat while sitting in the driver's seat, desperately looking toward the garage door that led to the villa's hallway.
And just as Liu Sitong hunkered down, tucking her head between Zhao Chi's legs, the garage door had already been swung open from the outside.
