Looking at the innocently seductive fairy in front of him, dressed in a thin lace nightgown, Sun Zhe's gaze immediately grew feverish.
Ye Qiao blushed bashfully. "What's wrong, bro, do I look good?"
His eyes moved downward, noticing her long, slender legs were clad in thigh-high white stockings. Ribbons tied into bows at the top added a playful touch.
Sun Zhe knew, of course, that Ye Qiao had intentionally dressed this way to increase his "attack speed."
"Qiaoqiao, to my bed!"
Sun Zhe pulled Ye Qiao into his arms, embracing her fragrant, soft body.
Ye Qiao tilted her head back, gently bit his neck, and said coyly, "What do you mean, 'your bed'? This was originally my bed."
Sun Zhe chuckled. "Fine, then let's go to your bed."
With that, he unceremoniously slid his hand inside her nightgown. It was only after a moment of exploring that he discovered she was completely bare underneath.
