"Kneel down," she commanded again.
Liu Ji instinctively nodded.
Watching her proud posture sitting on the table, his mind was blank, and he didn't know how to refuse, nor would he.
The bedding in his arms was placed on the ground as padding, he slightly bent his knees, staring straight at her, bent his left knee first, then his right knee, and kneeled straight in front of her.
What he saw was her skirt, unknowingly lifted high, layers of thin material piled on her thighs, revealing a pair of defined, straight, slender calves.
She lowered her eyes to look at him; he had to raise his head high to meet her gaze.
Below her long neck, her two clavicles were delicately symmetrical, her slightly open garment, her broad chest heaved intensely.
"Hold my leg."
Liu Ji's breath caught in his throat, a thought suddenly flashed through his blurry mind: So that's how she likes to play!
