"No, this won't do."
"If you continue like this... Master's heart will feel strange again..."
"Stop it, Xiao'er... Ah...ah..."
Xiao Hongling's cheeks flushed crimson as she pursed her vermillion lips, her face glowing with shyness. As her beloved disciple fitted the black silk stockings over her toes, a soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips once more.
However, though she said this, her beautiful legs worked in tandem with her beloved disciple, lifting high into the air...
At this moment, the sight of these enticingly curved, ivory legs, so tender they looked as if water could be squeezed from them, made Lin Xiao's heart pound, and he found it hard to control himself!
He couldn't help but glance towards the space between her legs.
Such a pity... Master was actually wearing something this time. *Sigh*.
