Xia Yubing took Lin Shuang's hand and placed it on the small belt tied around her waist.
"It's rare for the Princess to take the initiative to come and see me. Is this a gift prepared especially for you?"
Her finger hooked onto the bow knot of the belt, Yubing leaned into his neck, her voice coquettish and alluring, like the flapping wings of a butterfly, "Come on, unravel this gift."
Lin Shuang was completely enchanted by this little butterfly spirit, eagerly taking the bait. With a gentle flick of his finger, the bow at her waist unraveled.
Xia Yubing held onto the belt with one hand, the other resting across her body, holding the small blazer that was about to be opened.
This feeling of the beauty hiding behind the lute...
Amazing!
Yubing, the little demoness, really knows how to handle Lin Shuang.
She gently tugged on Lin Shuang's tie, pulling him to sit down in a chair next to her, and then strung her belt between the armrests of the chair, like setting up a safety rope.
