Without much communication, Lin Shuqing understood what Sun Zhe wanted to do.
"Hurry up then, or they'll be here soon."
"Got it, got it."
Lin Shuqing said no more, slightly spreading her legs under the mesh gown, then bending her upper body over the desk, her elbows supporting her.
"Go ahead."
Sun Zhe stopped talking, reached out, grabbed the soft mesh gown and lifted it upward, bunching it into the elastic waistband.
"Smack!"
Looking at the high and rounded peach-like body in front of him, Sun Zhe couldn't help but give it a playful smack.
"Couldn't guess that beneath Teacher Lin's elegant and poised exterior is such a perfect rear."
At his words, Lin Shuqing turned and shot him a glance, "Do you like it?"
"Of course I do."
Sun Zhe tenderly caressed, feeling the delicate hosiery texture with his palm, occasionally pinching to alter its shape.
"Oh, stop playing around; hurry up."
Lin Shuqing swayed her hips, urging him.
