Jun Xiqing didn't understand what he meant. "Relieve what?"
Click, Lu Yeming unbuckled his belt, pulling open the zipper on his pants. It was one fluid series of movements.
Jun Xiqing's gaze traveled down, her eyes widened and she let out a shriek—-"Ahh!"
Covering her face with her hands, her legs gave way and went weak as her back glided down the door and she fell onto the ground.
Lu Yeming lowered his head to look at her, the mesh fabric of her dress spread out around her, she lowered her head just like a frightened bunny, huddling up. She seemed so pitiful yet adorable at the same time.
The corners of his lips kicked up. This girl was so bright and full of ideas, but she was completely clueless about lust and sex.
Did he freak her out?
Drawing his brows together, he spoke with a husky voice that was indescribably attractive. "Don't scream, if anyone comes over, don't blame me by then. I don't wish to make your Brother Pig a cuckold…"
