"Hands off." Zhu Nanzhi swatted his hand away, "You need to understand your current position."
Lu Jin'an looked at her, half laughing and half crying, "Then hurry up and torture me, I'm waiting."
Zhu Nanzhi rolled her eyes at him, "So calm, are you?"
Lu Jin'an smiled without saying a word.
Zhu Nanzhi hummed lightly, as her hips slowly left Lu Jin'an's calf, her hands lifted the pleated skirt to her thighs.
And so Lu Jin'an saw the hollow edge at the top of the white silk stockings, with a pinky-finger-wide strap disappearing into the skirt along the jade-white thigh.
A garter?
Lu Jin'an's eyes brightened, obviously recognizing it was the garter he had given her.
"Really beautiful," Lu Jin'an said, noticing now that the pleated skirt was the kind with shorts, previously hiding those silk-clad legs tightly.
As for underpants, she was naturally wearing them too, a type of lingerie already being sold in major stores.
"When did you get them?" Lu Jin'an asked curiously.
