It formed a stark contrast with the two snow-white legs.
Zhang Xintong coughed to remind Zhang Xinran that she was exposed.
Zhang Xinran seemed not to hear, lifted her leg and continued taking off her stockings.
After taking them off, she tossed them on the floor disdainfully.
She looked at Wu Song with dissatisfaction: "My dear treasure, so gentle and quiet, why did you turn it into such a wild and randy thing?"
"That's its true nature, you were suppressing it, so it seemed sickly. There's no way to cure it unless you let its nature free. Then it will go back to normal."
"A poodle's nature is to be wild and randy. Just like you."
Wu Song said with a mischievous smile, giving Zhang Xinran a wicked look.
"Pfft..."
Zhang Xintong giggled, her bosom bouncing enticingly.
Zhang Xinran felt embarrassed and irritated, giving Wu Song a swat: "You're talking nonsense!"
Wu Song laughed, saying, "If I'm talking nonsense, why don't you search online if poodles are like that?"
