Zhang Yue felt something strange, Wang Dahai was being all secretive and wouldn't say anything when asked.
After dinner, Zhang Yue said, "Spill it."
"No rush."
Wang Dahai paid the bill and said, "Let's go."
After leaving the restaurant, Zhang Yue pressed for answers again, but Wang Dahai said, "Let's go to the hotel first."
Zhang Yue blushed and softly hummed in agreement.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Wang Dahai inserted the room card.
He turned to her and looked her up and down, his gaze landing on the beautiful legs beneath her hip-hugging skirt, and asked, "Are you wearing any inside?"
Blushing, Zhang Yue hummed softly, "Just lift it up if you want to know."
Wang Dahai chuckled, grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it up, revealing her pale beautiful legs and plump buttocks.
She was wearing them.
Zhang Yue gasped, surprised at his directness, and quickly shut her legs together.
"Ah, what are you doing?"
