Holy Eaves Hotel.
Feng Qing sat in front of the dressing table and took off the thick neck accessories. She raised her calf to a seductive angle and took off her sparkling high heels. "Little Jiu Jiu, can you help me pull down the zipper on my back?"
Xie Jiuhan took off his golden mask. The cold aura that belonged to the King of Killers dissipated. Feng Qing walked to the man with her two slender and bare white feet. The man raised his hands, pinched the zipper and slowly slid it down along the woman's thin and bony back. The man's nose couldn't help but spew hot air as he looked at the large snow-white back that was gradually exposed in front of him.
Feng Qing planned to take a step forward when she sensed that her clothes had already been pulled open, but she realized that the man was still holding her zipper. Hence, she asked with a puzzled expression, "What?"
