Huang Qiao lowered her head and began to stretch out her hands to untie her knitted sweater. Her movements were very slow and her heart was very complicated. She hated making deals, but she had to be threatened by him again and again.
The buttons were opened one by one, and the lavender bra was looming. Xiang Zichen stared at Huang Qiao carefully, with a trace of desire that he had never seen before in his eyes.
He has never lacked women, and he is not willing to touch the same woman for the second time, but this woman broke his precedent. He actually wanted to get her again. He told himself that this was the pleasure of revenge, but was it really true?
?
After a while, Huang Qiao took off her bra and panties. She was about to untie her bra when she heard Xiang Zichen say: "Come here and help me take off my clothes."
Huang Qiao raised her head and looked at Xiang Zichen angrily...and remained silent.
"What? I am the protagonist of this transaction, do you want to listen to me?" Xiang Zichen looked at Huang Qiao provocatively.
Huang Qiao gritted her teeth and didn't say anything. Instead, she walked out of bed and stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet. But God knows, what she was feeling at this time was comparable to going up a mountain of knives and into a sea of fire.
She came to him, stretched out her hands, and unbuttoned his clothes tremblingly. His face was so close to hers that Huang Qiao could even feel the sound of his breathing and his hot gaze.
"Hurry up." Xiang Zichen looked at the shy and angry Huang Qiao, and suddenly felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. He seemed to like this game more and more.
Huang Qiao closed her eyes and began to speed up. After a while, all the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his perfect chest, and his bronze skin showed the charm of a man. She didn't dare to look at it because she didn't have the courage to look at it.
Huang Qiao stopped here, not knowing what to do next, they just faced each other...
"Take off your pants for me." Xiang Zichen's voice seemed to be a detonator in the quiet air. A single word could push Huang Qiao into the abyss.
"Xiang Zichen, are you...going too far?" Huang Qiao raised her head and shouted with a red face and a frown.
"You don't have to do it, but I will take photos...?" Xiang Zichen meaningfully turned his head to look at the photos scattered on the ground.
"I'll take it off." Sure enough, as soon as the photo came up, Huang Qiao immediately gave in. She comforted herself that it wasn't the first time anyway, so just do it, but she couldn't ruin her sister.
So she mustered up the courage, stretched out her hand again, and began to untie his belt...