The brand was dubbed "the Hermes of stockings," with an average price for a pair ranging from 500 to 1000. While the price was quite exaggerated, they were indeed very comfortable to wear.
Previously, Jiang Qingkui didn’t like wearing stockings and high heels very much, but now she somehow got used to it and felt a bit uncomfortable without them...
On the other side, Zhou Wang, who already had his hand on Jiang Qingkui’s knee, also sighed slightly.
These legs... oh no, the feel of these stockings was just too amazing!
Cool, silky, pressing lightly gives the sensation of sinking and then springing back with a gentle softness.
After his tentative moves didn’t meet with strong resistance from Jiang Qingkui, Zhou Wang naturally grew bolder.
He began to climb upwards along the smooth surface, step by step, walking very steadily and pressing with quite force.
Jiang Qingkui’s breathing rhythm became increasingly erratic, but seeing Zhou Wang getting greedier, actually attempting to reach the peak, Jiang Qingkui could no longer maintain her silence and firmly grabbed Zhou Wang’s hand.
"Zhou Wang, if you let go of me now, I can pretend nothing happened..."
Jiang Qingkui, who didn’t know what else she had built up in her mind, bit her lip and said softly, as if issuing some kind of warning.
Zhou Wang stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly released her.
Jiang Qingkui was caught off guard and nearly slipped, but she barely managed to maintain her balance. Watching Zhou Wang’s back as he turned and left, she sighed with relief yet inexplicably felt a slight sense of loss...
After resting in place for a while, Jiang Qingkui calmed down considerably, taking a deep breath and finally standing up straight.
At this moment, Zhou Wang had already settled into a single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a vintage whiskey glass in his hand, leisurely savoring it.
Due to the lighting, Jiang Qingkui couldn’t see Zhou Wang’s expression, but his outline faintly carried the aura of a TV drama tycoon...
If you overlooked the fact that Zhou Wang wasn’t drinking alcohol, just cola with ice...
"Then... Mr. Zhou, if you don’t have any other instructions, I’ll head out first."
After a moment of silence, Jiang Qingkui finally spoke, her tone having returned to normal.
Zhou Wang took his time to respond, and after waiting a bit, Jiang Qingkui turned to make a move to grab the door handle.
Then Zhou Wang suddenly spoke up, "Wait a minute."
Jiang Qingkui stopped her movement, turning back in confusion, "Mr. Zhou?"
"Kui, if I remember correctly, you still owe me a request, don’t you?"
There was no discernible emotion in Zhou Wang’s tone, his expression hidden in the shadow of the lamp, making it hard for Jiang Qingkui to see clearly.
"You want to collect now?"
Having relaxed, Jiang Qingkui tensed up again.
The first bet was when Zhou Wang "performed magic," and Jiang Qingkui had already fulfilled Zhou Wang’s request. The second bet was during their golf match, which Jiang Qingkui lost, and since then, Zhou Wang hadn’t brought it up. She thought Zhou Wang had forgotten...
It seems she overthought it. Zhou Wang might forget about many things, but he wouldn’t easily let go of this.
"Why, is it not allowed?"
As Jiang Qingkui once again became flustered, Zhou Wang chuckled lightly, "We didn’t set a time limit when we made the agreement, did we?"
"...Mr. Zhou, we agreed that it could only be a request within ’reasonable bounds.’"
After a pause, Jiang Qingkui eventually expressed her helplessness, emphasizing certain words.
"How should this ’reasonable bounds’ be defined?"
Zhou Wang simply laughed, "Can it be assumed that my last request was also within reasonable bounds?"
Apparently, Jiang Qingkui hadn’t clearly thought this through, but considering the current scenario and Zhou Wang’s audacious personality, she quickly formulated a response.
"The basic bottom line is... you must not take advantage of me directly through your requests."
Admittedly, Jiang Qingkui was very clever. Although caught off guard, she couldn’t fully block Zhou Wang’s words, but with this one stipulation, she was already invincible on the surface.
At least the things she resisted wouldn’t happen easily.
Zhou Wang also sighed; if his senior was half as smart as Sister Qingkui, his effort to woo her might have been ten times more challenging...
But knowing that Zhou Wang had brought it up now, he had naturally anticipated Jiang Qingkui’s reaction and simply nodded, "Alright, deal."
"So, boss, what’s your request?"
Hearing Zhou Wang agree, Jiang Qingkui relaxed quite a bit, her tone adjusting to become slightly more casual.
Zhou Wang’s lips curled into a smile, and he slowly spoke,
"Sister Qingkui, I want to see in person how you usually solo."
Jiang Qingkui froze, her face instantly turning beet red. She retorted with embarrassment and anger, "You... impossible!"
"Why not, isn’t this within the reasonable bounds of request?"
"Of course it’s not reasonable... because it violates our agreement."
"But I just want to watch, I won’t touch you."
Zhou Wang said it as if he was innocent.
"Even watching isn’t okay, because, because... your eyes take advantage, and when soloing, I can’t exactly keep my clothes on, can I?"
Jiang Qingkui’s mind worked quickly, immediately pointing out the loophole in Zhou Wang’s words.
Zhou Wang had to admit she had a point, but since the scoundrel had brought it up, how could he give up easily, and he just chuckled,
"Then I just won’t look at your body, right?"
"Ah, how... how would you not look?"
Jiang Qingkui was momentarily stunned, evidently having trouble keeping up with Zhou Wang’s train of thought.