Seeing Su Yumei's cheeks flush so red that they seemed nearly capable of being squeezed for juice, Chen Wei very tactfully said nothing, lest his senior sister die of embarrassment on the spot.
After pulling the zipper all the way down, he gently lifted Su Yumei's arms and withdrew both hands from the sleeves.
Then, one hand reached behind Su Yumei, gently lifting her upper body, and with the help of the other hand, finally took off her top.
"..." Throughout the whole process, Su Yumei was like a marionette, allowing Chen Wei's hands to control her, utterly compliant, with not the slightest hint of resistance.
When her back was laid onto the bed again, Su Yumei raised her hands, guarding in front of herself.
"Senior sister, let me help you with..." Chen Wei was about to pick up a bathrobe on the side when he was interrupted mid-sentence.
Su Yumei interrupted him, "Wei, am I not as good as those people?"