First, she unbuttoned her undergarment through her clothes, reached into the neckline, and directly yanked it out, tossing it casually to the side.
The undergarment landed on Yan Nanxun's chest. When the man picked it up, he felt as if he caught a hot potato.
Hou Tingfu was slipping off her black silk stockings, the removed stockings were flung towards the nightstand, landing on the bedside lamp.
The long stockings dangled down, dimming the yellow light of the bedside lamp slightly beneath their black sheath.
Those black stockings hanging on the short lamp added a touch of seductive ambiance to the entire room.
Hou Tingfu always undressed like this in her room, because she was so tired every night when she came back - she would toss her clothes anywhere.
The next day, before the servant could come in, Hou Tingfu would hurriedly tidy up the clothes she had taken off, making everything neat and proper.
