Wu Miao wore a black bodystocking with an open crotch on the inside, and over it she chose a dark blue stewardess uniform. However, the clothing was much smaller than the standard size; the professional mini skirt was positioned just at her behind, failing to cover it completely and exposing half her buttocks. The small shirt only came down to just below her breasts and was held together by a single button. As a result, Wu Miao's bust was fully exposed, and because of the shirt's tightness, her cleavage appeared even deeper and more enticing. Her hair was pulled back and twisted into a bun at the back of her head, and a small hat was perched on top. With such attire, coupled with Wu Miao's naturally flirtatious demeanor that seemed to be ingrained in her bones, she was the epitome of lust.
Su Fan swallowed hard.
"How about it, I'm not any worse than those young girls, right?"
Feeling the change in Su Fan's expression, a smile spread across Wu Miao's face.
Regaining his composure, although Wu Miao was very tempting, Su Fan had not forgotten what he was there to do.
"Not bad. Now we can start playing the game. Remember, whatever I tell you to do later, you must do it unconditionally and to the best of your ability. Otherwise, the game ends here and so does our relationship," Su Fan said with serious tone, carrying a hint of threat.
If it weren't for that certain titillating episode before, Wu Miao might not have taken Su Fan's words seriously, but his recent actions had kindled a fire in her, and she was determined to have Su Fan's "treasure." The mere suggestion of stopping now was something Wu Miao was not prepared to accept lightly.
"Don't worry, although I haven't played before, I've seen enough videos to know some tricks. I'll cooperate with you fully," Wu Miao said reassuringly.
"But after you've had your fun, then it's my turn to play," she added with a hint of playfulness.
"My word is my bond," Su Fan assured her.
Then, he issued a command.
"Kneel down and crawl over here from that side."
"Yes, Master," Wu Miao complied, kneeling on the ground while Su Fan switched on his phone's camera, aiming it at her.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you filming? Stop, stop!"
The newly-kneeling Wu Miao suddenly became anxious.
"What, you don't trust me?" Su Fan looked at her with displeasure.
Wu Miao spoke in a flustered manner.
"What if you use the video to blackmail me? How can I face anyone after this?"
She was indeed smart; that's a natural first reaction any person would have, unless they were blinded by love, which they weren't in a relationship. And considering Wu Miao had already been at a disadvantage with Su Fan, it was inevitable that she would be somewhat defensive subconsciously.
In response, Su Fan just smirked dismissively.
"You're overthinking it. If I wanted to threaten you, why would I go through the trouble of coaxing you into coming to me? After all, I already have something over you. Doing this would be superfluous, wouldn't it?"
Wu Miao was taken aback; indeed, if Su Fan wanted to harm her, there really was no need to film such a video.
"But why are you filming this?" Wu Miao looked at Su Fan with a plaintive gaze.
Su Fan, having prepared his reply in advance, explained,
"After all, this is our first time. Wouldn't it be nice to record it?"
"But even if you don't leak it yourself, what if someone finds your phone or a hacker steals the data, and it gets posted online... No, no, no, I'd die of embarrassment," Wu Miao still harbored many concerns.
Su Fan took a fox mask from the backpack on the ground and tossed it to Wu Miao.
"Wear this, and with your face hidden, there will be no issue."
After a moment's hesitation, Wu Miao put on the mask.
After all, she really did want to get it on.
"Okay, crawl over here," Su Fan commanded.
Hiding behind the mask, Wu Miao's cheeks were flushed with extreme embarrassment, yet she obeyed Su Fan's order, getting on all fours and crawling towards him.
The two reached an unspoken agreement, and Su Fan immediately turned on the camera, focusing it on Wu Miao.