On the bed inside the room, after removing her clothes, Chu Huaixu’s gaze was fixed on the red string tied around Han Shuangjiang’s waist.
At this mont, Han Shuangjiang’s face was already tinged with two shades of red, feeling her cheeks burning hot.
The small embedded red bean was already standing tall, the pinkishness still carrying the moist sheen left by Chu Huaixu.
However, upon feeling his gaze, Han Shuangjiang only felt the red string tied around her waist as if it caught fire.
It was so hot, so hot, it seed to leave a deep imprint not just on her body, but even deep within her soul!
—That was her unbearable past.
For a woman from the Hongxiu Restaurant, a red string tied around the waist represents her last dignity, indicating she is not entirely bare.
Be it self-deception or building a monunt despite being a prostitute.
This indeed was a tradition popular in many brothels.
And as stated before, for Han Shuangjiang, she had long left the Hongxiu Restaurant and was even sent to the Joy Sect for external "studies."
By reason, this red string should have been cut off long ago.
Yet she never did so.
She wanted to use it to constantly remind herself to strive to beco strong, and then completely control her own destiny!
But at this mont, it had beco the source of all her insecurities before the person she loved.
This red string had been tied around her waist for so very long.
So long that she sotis forgot about its existence.
So much so that when that slender waist was revealed before his eyes, she forgot to stop it.
At this mont, Han Shuangjiang’s pupils slightly trembled.
She even rather childishly prayed in her heart, hoping Chu Huaixu did not understand what the red string around the waist represented.
But this matter was widely known throughout the Profound Yellow Realm.
For n, how many would be unaware?
Big Ice Cube had no idea that Chu Huaixu knew her entire past perfectly well.
On the contrary, his past experiences as a "Virtual Male Model" were unknown to the girl.
Moreover, leaving aside the aning of this red string, just from the aesthetic standpoint, Chu Huaixu found it surprisingly appealing!
He knew of sothing called a waist chain.
It can add a touch of allure and beauty to that slender waist.
As long as the waist is attractive enough, it would be an added accessory.
The effect this red string had was actually similar to that of a waist chain.
He began running his thumb along the red string, starting from the navel, all the way outward.
Throughout this process, Han Shuangjiang’s flat abdon couldn’t help but tremble lightly several tis.
Partly because it was very ticklish, and partly due to complex emotions inside her heart.
For so reason, her eyes began to slightly redden.
This girl who had always been incredibly strong, holding the Female Protagonist script of Borrowed Sword, couldn’t help biting her silver teeth tightly, lips pursed firmly.
Many words were caught in her throat, yet they couldn’t spill out no matter what.
Next, she simply tightly closed her eyes.
Han Shuangjiang suddenly felt a bit of regret.
Regret that on the day she established a Taoist partner relationship with Chu Huaixu, she didn’t disclose all her past to him.
At that ti, a phrase from the Dead Fox, "I like you even if you’re not that good," directly shattered her defenses.
All the words and expressions were blocked.
But at this mont, it was ti to test that phrase.
"Is he... really like that?" thought Big Ice Cube.
She couldn’t help but start observing Chu Huaixu’s expression with the corner of her eye.
Amusingly, in the eyes of this dog-man, there was only pure... admiration?
Or to put it bluntly, pure sensual desire!
Holy crap! This red string is so damn alluring!
"Who can resist that!"
"Hmm—!"
"Who can resist that!"
For so reason, his eager expression sohow made Han Shuangjiang feel quite at ease...
In her mont of daze, she suddenly heard a voice.
"You don’t need to overthink," Chu Huaixu said.
"I won’t overthink it either," he added.
"Of course, if you want to tell , I’m willing to listen to it all."
Chu Huaixu’s tone was gentle, he slightly adjusted his position upward to ensure eye contact, his gaze was soft.
"I..." Han Shuangjiang was still hesitating.
Her slightly reddened eyes, however, beca even redder.
Chu Huaixu knew well that saying more would be useless at this mont.
So he bent down and kissed her again.
Han Shuangjiang’s response was initially sowhat stiff.
But slowly, she beca more affectionate, more passionate...
After their lips parted, their eyes t.
Just a mont ago, due to too much fervor, both of them were trying to catch their breath through their mouths.
He looked down at her with her little mouth slightly open, her moist lips glistening a bit, and the tender tip of her tongue she had just tasted sticking out slightly, pressing against her teeth.
Chu Huaixu couldn’t help lowering his head again for another taste.
His large hand wasn’t idle either, feeling the fullness overflowing between his fingers, his thumb occasionally rotating on that unusually small red bean, teasing it.
After a while, he was finally pushed away by the unbearably heated Big Ice Cube.
Dead Fox knew quite well, this was the mont to gently hold her.
Because, she was probably going to start recounting her past.
Being able to rank second on the Accompanying Play Must-Eat List, his emotional intelligence wouldn’t be low.
Unlike so people, if their IQ and emotional intelligence were half as high as their sensual desire, they’d be considered a genius.
Just like that, Han Shuangjiang, leaning against Chu Huaixu’s chest, began to recount in great detail her story of being sold to the Hongxiu Restaurant by her parents as a child, and later being taken to the Joy Sect.
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