Qianqian's skirt was too short.
At that moment, her legs were still apart.
From Zheng Pei's angle, the white transparent panties inside her skirt were in plain sight, impossible to ignore.
Especially since Qianqian's "black forest" had been trimmed.
It looked even more enticing.
"Doctor? What's wrong?"
Qianqian asked in a sultry whisper.
By then, Zheng Pei had already harbored wicked thoughts; he stood up, walked over to the door of the consultation room, said a few words to a waiting nurse outside, and then closed the door.
The people waiting outside heard the nurse say that the morning clinic had ended, and each of them felt quite annoyed.
But since Zheng Pei was the specialist, they could only wait helplessly to return in the afternoon.
"Doctor, why did you close the door?"
Qianqian asked.
Zheng Pei cleared his throat and said, "Your case is rather serious, I need to examine you thoroughly."
With that,
he got to his feet.
