Su Yujiao worked busily all afternoon and finally finished making a decent set of underwear before dark.
The woman closed the doors and windows, then put on the underwear and tried it on. Full, firm, round, and smooth—how long had it been since she'd felt this tight, squeezed sensation?
Su Yujiao looked at herself in the mirror, her thoughts somewhat hazy, as if she had returned to the past.
The door was suddenly pushed open, startling the woman so much that she trembled and hurriedly covered herself with her coat.
"Peony, is that you?" Su Yujiao asked as she dressed.
Lu Ziqian went around the screen and saw Su Yujiao looking flustered and disheveled, her clothes half-exposed.
The woman's face paled: "How could it be you?"
Lu Ziqian looked at her with amusement, sizing her up and down. This body was truly beautiful, slender and tall, with fair and smooth skin, especially her legs, which were white and tender.
Lu Ziqian touched her face; it was fair and delicate, with exquisite features, and very pleasing to the eye.
Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms, and with his other hand, he familiarly slipped his hand inside her collar and began to caress her.
The man's voice was husky: "Dressed so provocatively, who are you trying to seduce?"
Su Yujiao tried to break free, but Lu Ziqian exerted a little force, and she was unable to move.
Their bodies were pressed close together, so close they could feel each other's breath and heartbeats...
"Lu Ziqian, let me go." Su Yujiao's face showed slight anger.
What are you doing here?
The man remained unmoved, still holding her tightly, his warm lips brushing against her ear, his voice carrying a hint of ambiguity and frivolity: "Fuck you."
"..."
Su Yu's face turned pale with anger. She couldn't push him away or escape, so she could only ask angrily, "Didn't you see the divorce papers I gave you?"
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