Zhao Xue was quite the temptress. From the first day they met at the night market, she seduced him, pretending to browse the stalls, but actually sticking her buttocks high and even asking him if he had seen them.
Since you've stoked the fire, don't blame me for getting handsy.
Zhao Xue was terrified.
Especially when she saw Wang Dahai strip off his trousers, the ferocity of his appearance made her tremble, not knowing if it was from fear or excitement.
She hurriedly reached back to cover herself and said, "Get away, don't touch me!"
"Smack!"
Wang Dahai raised his hand and slapped her buttocks hard, causing her pale flesh to jiggle, and a clear handprint appeared instantly.
The slap also made her cry out tenderly, with a lingering entreaty.
"If you don't want me to touch you now, then you shouldn't have seduced me."
"You've riled me up, now what do you suppose we should do about that?"