"Xu Tian, are you looking down on me?"
Liu Anqi stood with her hands on her hips, her face full of anger.
But her expression quickly shifted, as if something clicked. She turned to Wang Yaqi with a mischievous grin. "Oh... I get it now, you and Ya Qi wouldn't be..."
As soon as she said this, Wang Yaqi panicked on the spot, frantically waving her hand. "No, no, no, Angel, don't say nonsense."
"Uh... Xu Tian, why don't you just give Angel a massage?"
Under her relentless hints, I reluctantly agreed. Bracing myself, I followed Liu Anqi into her room.
"You..."
The moment I stepped inside, Liu Anqi's actions made me freeze completely.
Liu Anqi immediately began unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a lace bra beneath. The soft, white curves underneath quivered slightly with her movement.
Then, she bent down and slipped off her short skirt.
In the blink of an eye, she stood before me in just a pair of black lace panties, her smooth, bare skin exposed.
