In a fit of anger, Wu Yuling instinctively wanted to pull up her skirt.
But then she saw Wu Song staring at her with bright eyes.
Suddenly she snapped back to reality.
She realized she had been set up by Wu Song.
Immediately infuriated, she kicked Wu Song: "What the hell are you checking, you scoundrel!"
Wu Song didn't dodge, instead, he grabbed her ankle, lifted it, and placed it on his shoulder.
The scenery under the skirt was revealed in full view.
Where the snow-white thighs met, a pair of white safety shorts snugly wrapped around her perky hips and the plump flesh between her legs. The shorts were thin and tight, clearly outlining the luscious contours, with a groove in the middle visible at a glance, which made Wu Song flush hot with excitement, almost becoming aroused.
"So, you indeed aren't wearing panties!" Wu Song chuckled, "Did I hit the nail on the head?"
Wu Yuling was shocked, realizing her previous mistake—it was wrong to lift her leg.
