"Hey, where’s that string lingerie you wore last time? Why did you change to this one today?"

I questioned verbally.

Yet inside, I was already burning with desire.

The special string lingerie from last time was extremely visually impactful— I still longed for it.

But today’s seamless lingerie has a different kind of beauty, hugging her closely.

As thin as cicada wings, the material is sheer and smooth, adding a kind of hazy mystery.

Like a wisp of mist in the morning glow.

Honestly, I really like both kinds of her lingerie— each time, they both leave me feeling excited.

And along with her slender long legs, extremely thin, tightly closed, leaving a wide gap between her thighs.

Typically, this would ruin the aesthetic of her shape.

But on Su Qin, it seemed perfectly natural.

She looked stunning, even incredibly alluring.

"Brother, didn’t you say last time I shouldn’t wear that kind, so I changed afterward."

Su Qin stood shyly in front of me, extremely nervous, with even some dampness visible on her lingerie.

"You changed your lingerie style because of me?"

I was slightly startled.

Unexpectedly, I felt a bit satisfied.

She made a change just because of something I said.

"Oh come on, brother, why ask so much? Anyway, you’ve seen enough now, right?"

Su Qin’s bashful voice was trembling.

She even seemed a bit afraid to look at me.

Her heart was filled with absurdity.

A dignified secretary of the dean, unexpectedly so willing to let someone see everything!

Hurriedly, she wanted to pull up her skirt, to cover this wonderful delicate body.

"Wait, I haven’t seen enough yet."

I grabbed her delicate wrist.

Not only stopping her from pulling up her skirt but pretending to pull it down completely.

"No way, brother, this is the limit, besides, this is the office."

Su Qin, seeing me so close, her heartbeat inexplicably sped up.

Despite disliking men, after smelling my masculine scent, she felt a bit intoxicated.

For some reason, she had a feline feeling, subconsciously clamping her legs tighter, leading to more dampness.

"What’s wrong with the office, and besides, you’re already wet."

I greedily inhaled her scent, purposely pointing at her lingerie.

"You rascal, naughty brother, isn’t this all because of you?"

Su Qin was both angry and shy, also feeling really embarrassed.

How disgraceful!

"How could it be because of me? I haven’t done anything— you must have thought about it yourself?"

My heart swayed uncontrollably, intentionally scanning her with teasing gazes.

Such a look.

Made Su Qin feel like a pair of invisible hands brushed over her.

Her face was so red it almost dripped blood, her delicate body trembling repeatedly.

"Who’s thinking? I’m not thinking! All you men are no good!"

Her panicked eyes dodged, carrying a little guilt.

Yet a feeling of desire gradually rose in her heart.

"Yes, I’m no good— then why did you show me, with more and more flowing?"

Within a few words, her tightly closed legs shifted uncomfortably.

On the seamless lingerie, a small stream emerged.

"I..."

Su Qin was almost faint with embarrassment.

The breath she exhaled was hot.

Her rosy, foxy eyes appeared even more seductive, almost dripping with allure.

The more she felt ashamed, the more it trickled, unstoppable.

This completely ignited my desire.

Seeing her at a loss, I grew bold and directly reached out...