The belt around Shen Yanxiao's waist was easily pulled open and the skirt that had lost its bindings fell down layer by layer like blossoming petals.
A slight chill brushed past Shen Yanxiao's exposed legs and her jade-like skin slightly trembled from the sudden chill.
"…" Shen Yanxiao was stunned. She seemed to have understood what Xiu meant.
"I was just showing them my skills…" Shen Yanxiao blushed. She felt ashamed, just like a wife who had been caught climbing a wall by her husband.
"Hmm?" Xiu lowered his head and pressed his sharp face against Shen Yanxiao's neck, yearning for her scent.
Shen Yanxiao trembled and shrunk her shoulders in embarrassment. Fortunately, her coat was long enough to cover her legs for the time being. Even so, the hand that had snuck under her coat seemed to have lifted her clothes as it touched her back with a slight chill.
Shen Yanxiao wanted to cry out that she was honestly obedient.
