Ye Fei spewed vulgar words, sliding the nearly transparent OD stockings down to Zhu Yan's leg creases, then proceeded to touch those smooth, white, jade-like legs at close range.
The rough palm gently explored the smooth and sleek skin of the legs, with alluring and melodious sounds faintly drifting through the room.
"Tsk tsk tsk, why didn't I realize before that you're such a high-end piece?"
Ye Fei couldn't help but tease, as he looked at Zhu Yan's tight base layer pants clinging to the skin, his gaze fell on the soft and alluring spot outlined by the thin fabric in the center, his eyes growing increasingly fiery.
"Damn it!"
"You really are a rare gem!"
Ye Fei's eyes were full of malicious light, suddenly reaching out to pull down those black lace base layer pants.
"Slap!"
Unexpectedly, at the next moment, a crisp slap resounded.
A burning pain suddenly spread across Ye Fei's face without any warning.
