"Hahaha!" Sun Yiyi laughed as she saw Song Xiaodong awake, picking up his phone and teasing him.
"What, you couldn't get through on the call?" Sun Yiyi asked.
"Yeah." Song Xiaodong sighed.
"Hahaha, serves you right!" Sun Yiyi gloated.
"What did you say?" Song Xiaodong grabbed Sun Yiyi's hands, and suddenly threw her onto the bed, his entire body pressed against hers.
"Ahaha, what are you doing!" Sun Yiyi cried out.
"I can't get you to stop talking without doing something?"
"Rip!" Song Xiaodong tore a big hole in Sun Yiyi's black stockings at the thigh, revealing a smooth, fair patch.
"Hey, don't tear it!"
"I'll tear your clothes and then tear you apart too!"
Song Xiaodong ripped Sun Yiyi's stockings and safety pants, opening a big hole.
"Hey, you're so impatient!"
With the intent to punish her a bit, Song Xiaodong showed no tenderness, pinning Sun Yiyi to the bed without even giving her a chance to take off her top, intensifying the physical interaction.
