Unstable Kingdom

Someone knocked on the door with casual grace. The sound, the pattern, was always the same. She wouldn't forget it. But Yuan Ning was early, and she was barely dressed. Her white shirt was translucent, and her shorts were scandalously small. Yuan Ning had seen her wear less around the apartment, but she couldn't help but feel the awareness creep up on her.

Since their last encounters, she had suddenly become conscious of the fact that her nipples were peaking through the fabric, that her shorts barely covered her thighs. She never cared before, but things were different now…and though they were friends, she could not deny the fact that they were still a man and woman, attractive ones for that matter.