PREVIEW
... me, the concept of torn clothes had become concrete in her mind.
Her upper body was clad in an open grey thin coat, merely covering her lotus arms, while the white tank top had turned into tattered rags, barely serving to cover the essential parts.
Qiao Lei's expression was full of panic and shame; it was the first time Ji Ya had seen her lose her composure like this.
Indeed, having your clothes ripped in such a manner was enough, but having spectators was key.
"S ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE