Chapter 275 - Another War of Words with ‘Working Together’! (1/2)

Afternoon.

It was getting warmer in the house.

Maybe the air conditioner settings were too high, or it could be a matter of pa.s.sion.

Zhang Ye’s neck was feeling sweaty, so he removed his thinly knitted top layer. He was still wearing a T-s.h.i.+rt underneath. Then, he continued to put his hand inside Dong Shanshan’s qipao thigh slit. Bit by bit, he pushed it further in. His left hand lifted the wine gla.s.s from the coffee table using its stem.

“Here?”

“Cheers.”

“Cheers.”

Cling, their gla.s.ses touched and they had some red wine.

Dong Shanshan leaned forward and flipped open the laptop that Zhang Ye had put on the coffee table. She switched it on, “Can we surf the internet?”

“Of course.” Zhang Ye answered.

“Eh, it’s disconnected?” Dong Shanshan asked.

Zhang Ye acknowledged, “Log in again and it’ll be fine.”

Dong Shanshan smiled. “You’ve switched off your phone and even disconnected from the internet… are you trying to isolate yourself?”

Zhang Ye sighed, saying, “There’s been too much happening and it’s too messy. Might as well not know. Out of sight, out of mind! Saves me the trouble of scolding people, I can’t suppress my anger after all.”

Dong Shanshan began to read the news.

Zhang Ye did not bother about what she was doing. He was only focused on the school belle’s smooth long legs. His right hand had unconsciously made its way further in. When Dong Shanshan uncrossed her legs, the qipao was naturally tighter. Now that she had put down her legs and leaned forward to use the laptop, the s.p.a.ce had expanded by a lot more and it allowed Zhang Ye more s.p.a.ce to move around too.

Pinch!

Fondle!

Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes into a slit, feeling relaxed. Listening to Dong Shanshan clicking on the mouse, his hand, that was touching that smooth skin of thigh, all his troubles from the past two days had now disappeared.

Si la!

Suddenly, there was a nasty sound from the dress!

Zhang Ye made an uh and coughed dryly. He looked towards the slit of her qipao. The dress was alright, but her stockings had been accidentally torn agape by Zhang Ye. He had been rather busy in recent days and had not bothered to cut his nails. With his long nails and the thin material of the stocking, any sudden force would have torn it.

Dong Shanshan looked at him in a speechless manner, “You really don’t hold back, even with your old cla.s.smate. That was really aggressive, I’d just changed to a new pair of stockings today.”

Zhang Ye said embarra.s.sed, “A misunderstanding, misunderstanding.”

Dong Shanshan tucked her legs back in, “Alright, the comforting is over.”

“Don’t, I’ll buy you a new one.” Zhang Ye still did not retract his hands, and instead moved it further in. With a flick of his hand, he squeezed into the opening of the tear and slowly dug inside. This time, there was no longer the stockings putting up resistance, so he could touch her smooth long legs directly. Naturally, the tiny tear in the stocking slowly enlarged with Zhang Ye’s hand. Si la. Su la. The tear reached all the way to Dong Shanshan’s knees. The tear was also not very clean, as the nude-colored stockings dangled on Dong Shanshan’s outside thighs.

She cringed, maybe because it was a little itchy.

Zhang Ye pinched her naked thigh and felt the high body temperature of her legs. They were warmer than his palm. It was unknown if Zhang Ye had pinched too forcefully or if there was originally a reddish mark on the school belle’s thigh after she had been freed of the stocking’s restrain. It looked extremely enticing, like a ripe fruit that one could not help but wish to bite on it. It was extremely s.e.xy.

“We’re almost done here.” She glimpsed at him and put her hands on her legs. With a layer of nude-colored stockings above Zhang Ye’s hand, she pressed down on his hand.

Zhang Ye thickened his skin saying, “We have nothing else to do anyway.”

She laughed in exasperation, “Are you treating this as entertainment?”

“It feels too good, let me touch a little more.” Zhang Ye was unwilling to stop.

“Don’t push it.” Dong Shanshan teasingly slapped his dirty hands, “The hanky panky time stops now. Stop messing around. Let’s watch the news.”

She switched on the television.

Zhang Ye was not interested, he raised his gla.s.s, “Here, let’s have another one.”

“Cheers.” As Dong Shanshan switched channels, she casually drank with him.

After Zhang Ye put down the gla.s.s, he looked around. He was still feeling h.o.r.n.y, and finally, his gaze landed on Dong Shanshan’s thighs. He did not ask for her opinion, and took of his shoes and lifted his feet onto the sofa, as he lied down, his head rested on Dong Shanshan’s thighs. As her legs were full of elasticity, the moment his head landed, it bounced up a little due to her thigh’s flesh, before falling back down into a stable state.

“I feel a little giddy. Let me lie down to watch.” Zhang Ye said by acting before obtaining approval.

The face he saw while lying down looked at him and said helplessly, “Lie down then.”