But she was no match for He Yunxiao, a ninth-rank martial artist. She had only taken one step after getting up when she was grabbed by the waist and pulled back.
He Yunxiao made Jiang Wuyou spread her legs and straddle his lap, facing him.
Although Jiang Wuyou had been led and forced to sit down by He Yunxiao in the heat of the moment, she kept her arm on his chest to support herself, maintaining a certain distance, and remained somewhat resistant.
Jiang Wuyou wasn't unwilling to get close to He Yunxiao; the act of "collecting interest" was already second nature to her. But the key issue was that He Yunxiao always managed to come up with something special.
And every time, it was perfect, exactly on the line between what she could and couldn't accept.
Even Jiang Wuyou, who had received a women's academy education, found it somewhat difficult to accept the action of straddling his lap with her legs apart.
Even prostitutes, after taking off their clothes, still had to tie a red string around their waist, and in the vast majority of cases, they were actually the passive ones.
However, this posture indicates that the woman is in a dominant position and is too proactive. For women of Daqi, this is considered "seeking pleasure," which means abandoning all sense of propriety, shame, and dignity.
If He Yunxiao were to take the initiative, Jiang Wuyou could grit her teeth and accept anything, but asking her to take the initiative would be too difficult given her upbringing and traditional values.
He Yunxiao took out a handkerchief and placed it aside for future use.
After forcibly collecting "interest" once, He Yunxiao took out a handkerchief to keep as a backup.
As it turned out, his prediction was correct. Sister Jiang looked radiant, and one picture wasn't enough to capture her emotions perfectly.
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