The weight on her body suddenly disappeared, but Qiu Zi instead felt empty, waves of hollowness running through her.
Yin Tianshen sat back in his seat and helped straighten Qiu Zi's seatback. As the backrest rose, Qiu Zi's body followed and sat upright.
"Looking like this, I'm going to think you're inviting me." Yin Tianshen's voice came over thick with desire.
Following Yin Tianshen's gaze, Qiu Zi lowered her head and looked down, only then remembering that her dress had just been pushed down by him. She hurriedly tugged the dress back up to wrap around her upper body again. But whether because she was flustered or just clumsy, she just couldn't get it on right.
"What is wrong with this thing… how are you even supposed to wear it…" Qiu Zi actually really wanted to ask Yin Tianshen how he'd just taken it off, but she really couldn't bring herself to say that out loud.
