"Tear it all?"
Chen Mo's throat moved slightly.
Those legs, as straight and slender as jade pillars, rested on his knees, covered by a layer of sheer black silk like a cicada's wing, with a tear at the sole revealing a patch of fair skin.
Against the black silk, the skin appeared even more tender and delicate.
"Ahem, did I do that?" Chen Mo said tentatively.
Yu Youhan turned her jade-like face slightly and said indifferently, "It's ruined anyway, I'm too lazy to take it off, might as well tear it off."
"Alright."
Chen Mo reached out, hooked the edge of the tear, and gently tugged—
Rip—
With the soft sound of silk tearing, the tear widened, exposing a large area of skin, shining with a lustrous, jade-like sheen.
Chen Mo had seen the Empress's beautiful legs more than once, including various styles of silk stockings, but never experienced tearing them by hand...
It felt like unwrapping a gift, accompanied by a thrill of breaking taboo.
