"Honey, you okay?" Leyan questioned, closing the door before noticing his eyes constantly staring towards her body.
"Why are you wearing all this?"
In front of Xiaoyun was a black lingerie that hid Leyan blossom behind a thin layer of silk, running down to the garter belt that pressed hard against her suffocating thighs.
Her slightly overgrown bush that seeps through the few strands of strings, covering the real prize underneath everything.
"Do you not like it?"
"I like it... But I'm just confused about why you're wearing this right now. Is there some sort of special occasion I forgot about?"
Leyan quickly lifted the blanket, sitting down next to him with a warm smile on her face as she lowered her voice.
"There is no special occasion. I just want to apologize to you for delaying the truth til tomorrow."
"I accept your apology."
Seeing Xiaoyun reaching out to grab the blanket to cover himself, Leyan could clearly tell he was still angry about the whole thing.
