What are you muttering about? Hurry up and put on the stockings and step on me a couple of times.

Soon.

Wang Dong wrapped herself around Ye Chen.

Without the slightest courtesy, Ye Chen reached out and gave Wang Dong's stocking-clad thigh a grab.

"Mm... What are you doing?! Don't move around, you bastard!" Wang Dong angrily squeezed him with her legs and said huffily.

It was one thing for her to dress like this for Ye Chen to look at, but why was this guy actually putting his hands on her...? So outrageous!

"What? I just didn't know where to put my hands."

Ye Chen shrugged, but still placed both hands beneath Wang Dong's butt.

Since her skirt was so short, Ye Chen's hands were directly supporting Wang Dong through her cotton panties.

Mm, what a pity. He couldn't tell the color by touch alone.

But Ye Chen could guess with his knees that they were definitely pink-blue, or one of those colors.

Wang Dong: ...

"Y-You can't just hold my waist, idiot..." Feeling the warmth of Ye Chen's palms, Wang Dong's head practically steamed with embarrassment.

She had endured it earlier when there had still been pants between them, but now there was only a thin layer of panties. How was that any different from direct contact?

If Ye Chen's palms shifted even a little, they could touch...

"Alright, alright."

Seeing that Wang Dong was burning all over, Ye Chen stopped teasing her and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

Through her thin sleepwear, Ye Chen could clearly feel how soft and slim Wang Dong's waist was.

Wang Dong's body was just too nice—delicate, frail, easy to push over, and fragrant too. Simply perfect~

"Hmph, alright, alright. Hurry up and cultivate..." Wang Dong shifted her body before hurriedly urging him.

Holding her waist was still rather embarrassing, but it was far better than touching her thighs and