Yuchi picked up the black stockings and placed them in his hand, nodding to the bashful beauty, Han Ming, and signaled, "Take it off, don't worry, I won't look. This thing is to be worn on the legs, just treat them as silk stockings."
Such long silk stockings! And I have to take them off now? Oh no!
Yuchi calmly walked to the bookcase, turning his back to the beauty, implying that he, Yuchi, is an honest man. How could he bully a little lady like her?
Impossible... right?
Han Ming was about to cry, mother, who will save me? But there was no choice; she could only pull off the silk stockings pitifully and then put on the black stockings.
"Don't people like white? Flawless white hides all flaws. Why is it black now? I really don't understand."
After a while, puffing and panting, the silky long stockings were finally put on properly.
Han Ming looked as if she had used a tenth-level beauty filter in a past life, smooth and fair, even the dogs outside couldn't help but notice.
