Ding Lan's face was flushed with embarrassment as she spoke. I wish I could just disappear into a crack in the ground! It was only when she started getting dressed that she realized she had grabbed her bra but forgotten her panties!
Zhao Dong touched his nose and coughed. "Get what?"
"Help me get... get a pair of... underwear. They're in my... bedroom dresser."
Zhao Dong's gaze snapped to Ding Lan. Their eyes met, and Ding Lan's delicate, alluring face was so red it looked like it could bleed.
After three seconds of silence, Zhao Dong turned away and walked into her bedroom. He opened the dresser and rummaged through it, only to be instantly bewildered. There were all sorts of stockings—black, white, purple, red...
His blood ran cold as a memory flashed through his mind. Ding Lan had indeed worn these things for him before. To please him, she had even bought several more risqué outfits...
