Chapter 1638

"Fine, fine, well said. Let's see if you're still so sharp-tongued..." As Zhao Desan spoke, he made a pouncing motion like a hungry wolf.

Zheng Jie instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, tensing her body in nervousness.

In fact, Zhao Desan was just scaring her. Looking at her bird-like, dependent appearance, Zhao Desan loved it immensely, so he said with a smile: "Look at what else I brought for you?"

Zheng Jie closed her eyes and struggled for a long time, finding that Zhao Desan hadn't come to ravage her as she had imagined. She was curious, and hearing Zhao Desan's words, she quickly opened her eyes to look at his hands. Oh my god, how embarrassing! It turned out that Zhao Desan was dangling her bra in his hand...

Out of instinct, Zheng Jie quickly lowered her head to look at her own chest. Huh, her bra was perfectly intact on her. Oh, she understood; it turned out Zhao Desan had also swiped a bra for her while he was at it. Thinking this, she looked more closely at the bra she was wearing and discovered, to her surprise, that it was also stained with blood. She had to admire the meticulous mind of this young man, Zhao Desan.

"Hehe, thank me. I knew you needed this." Zhao Desan gave Zheng Jie another wicked smile.

A blush appeared on Zheng Jie's face again. She lowered her head in embarrassment, said nothing, and silently reached behind her back to unhook the bra that was tightly fastened to her body...

Zheng Jie turned around shyly, slowly slid down the two bra straps, and hunched her head and shoulders, as if waiting to be punished.

Zhao Desan's two blazing eyes stared unblinkingly at Zheng Jie's smooth, delicate, and seemingly boneless jade-like back. His heart couldn't help but race with a 'thump-thump' acceleration. One could imagine what a wonderful portrait of a lady Zheng Jie would be when she turned around! Zhao Desan thought this to himself, and his mouth couldn't wait to say: "Sister-in-law, why don't you turn around?"

"No!" Zheng Jie replied flatly.

"No?" Zhao Desan seemed somewhat uncomprehending and continued: "You've already taken it off, are you still afraid to let me see?"

"I just won't!" This time Zheng Jie answered even more flatly. She tilted her head slightly and said in a low voice: "You're only allowed to touch, not to look!"

Zhao Desan burst into 'haha' laughter, but immediately covered his mouth with his hand, looked back at the room, and then lightly slapped his own mouth. He knew clearly that Zhao Da in the room wasn't asleep; he just didn't want to spoil their fun. Zhao Desan couldn't go too far, or he would be pushing his luck. Stopping his laughter, Zhao Desan said to Zheng Jie, who was still standing with her back to him in silence: "Sister-in-law, what kind of philosophy is this? Isn't touching even more... that way than looking?"

"I don't care, anyway, I won't let you look." Zheng Jie began to be stubborn again. She lightly stomped her feet and said urgently to Zhao Desan behind her: "Are you going to touch or not? If you don't touch, I'm going to put my clothes on!"

"Touch, touch, I'd be begging for such a reward!" Zhao Desan replied with a grin, then added: "But even if I'm touching, sister-in-law, you have to turn around and let me touch."

"No, you're only allowed to touch from behind." As Zheng Jie spoke, she raised her two bare arms slightly, signaling Zhao Desan to hurry up and touch...

Good heavens, the world is vast, and there are many women, but how can there be a woman who allows touching but not looking? Could there be some little secret? Damn! It's also my fault; I've been with her for so long, why didn't I pay attention and take a good look? Zhao Desan felt very regretful.

However, Zhao Desan didn't dare to ask for too much. He had already experienced the stubbornness of this delicate sister-in-law. If he provoked her again, she might not even let him touch her. So, Zhao Desan stepped forward lightly, holding the bra he had brought for Zheng Jie in one hand, and reached around her slender waist to touch forward with the other...

"Ouch..." Just as Zhao Desan touched the softness and was about to grab it, a stinging pain came from his hand. Driven by instinct, he let out a soft cry while trying to pull his hand back, but his 'magic hand' had been fiercely gripped by Zheng Jie, and the throbbing pain continued to come. At this moment, Zhao Desan knew he had been tricked!

Normally, a big guy like Zhao Desan wouldn't be restrained by a weak woman, but because his hand was injured, the reality didn't allow him to take drastic actions. Since the hand he was using to hold the new bra he'd brought from the room was already injured and still bleeding, he didn't dare, nor could he, use that hand to fight back. Firstly, he was afraid of staining the new bra with blood again, and secondly, he was afraid of getting blood on Zheng Jie. Even though Zheng Jie didn't seem to care much about her clothes being stained, if he got blood on her body, she would definitely be extremely unhappy. Zhao Desan understood this characteristic of women.

896. Chapter 883: Surprise

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