I'm not going to sit around while you two do... that, Wisdom Tree muttered, its voice stiff with disapproval. This is the last request I'll fulfill until you're finished. Call me when you're done.
Without waiting for a reply, it severed the connection.
For the first time since their bond began, Wisdom Tree chose not to watch. After catching a glimpse of Xuefeng's intent, it promptly shut off its visual link, opting to wait in silence rather than witness what followed.
"You look exactly how I imagined," Xuefeng murmured, a wide grin spreading across his face as his hands glided up Yiren's slender legs, disappearing beneath her lace skirt. The fabric was barely more than a suggestion, failing to conceal the soft curve of her bottom.
Yiren tilted her head, glancing down at her new outfit. "Hmm, it's definitely revealing," she mused. "But if it's just for you... I don't mind. Do women in the outside world really wear things like this?"
