At the moment Zhou Yu touched the stockings, he felt an electric shock to his soul.
The sensation was simply too wonderful.
However, Zhou Yu did not lose himself to desire; he circulated his Cultivation Technique to calm the tumult within his heart, and then gently helped Lin Luoluo take off her high heels and placed her on the bed.
No words were spoken during the night, and early the next morning, as soon as Lin Luoluo woke up, she found herself still dressed and lying in bed.
She turned her head and saw Zhou Yu fast asleep, snoring away.
Lin Luoluo touched her feet, her cheeks blooming with a blush. Without speaking, she quickly got out of bed to wash up.
When she came out, she found that Zhou Yu was also up.
"Miss Lin, how did you sleep last night?"
Zhou Yu asked with a smile.
Lin Luoluo glanced at him, said nothing, and walked out.
Zhou Yu touched the tip of his nose, chuckled softly, and followed her out.
