Xu Feng understood that in order to keep Zhang Qian relaxed, he found something for her to do: 'You need to take off your clothes in front of me just like the woman in the movie.' Zhang Qian's heart skipped a beat; that scene was the one she felt most shy about. Zhang Qian's breathing began to quicken. 'You can't see me now, so just pretend you're alone.'

Xu Feng stood far away from her. As the voice became distant, Zhang Qian's courage grew, and she began to undo her buttons, her movements becoming more and more exaggerated. Today, she was wearing a white shirt and a denim skirt, which could show off her figure without being considered indecent. When the button was undone and her skin touched the air, Zhang Qian already felt the difference from changing clothes in the usual way, because with her eyes unable to see, her sense of touch became much more sensitive. Such exposure allowed her to clearly feel the gentle breeze brushing across her skin, very soft and comfortable. Her hands moved faster, and after taking off her shirt, it was the denim skirt's turn. Actually, after finishing speaking, Xu Feng had already stood in front of Zhang Qian, very close to her, carefully observing her movements and the areas that were gradually revealed because of her actions. Under the dim light, Zhang Qian's body had another kind of charm. After taking off her shirt, he saw the intimate wear chosen by Zhang Qian today. A beam of light shone on the delicate female body, the white fabric and red light interweaved, creating an excellent visual effect. Although the style was still quite conservative, Xu Feng had already experienced it, but he watched without blinking, almost unable to resist the urge to touch. Xu Feng knew clearly that if he did something now, all these arrangements would be in vain, and Zhang Qian would not give up her last bottom line in the end. It was okay to look, but acting should still be put off for later. Zhang Qian didn't know that every move she made was under Xu Feng's careful scrutiny, still thinking he was far away from her, and her movements accelerated. Now, not only did her sense of touch become more pronounced, but her hearing also became sharper. The restrained voice of the female protagonist in the movie reached her ears, giving her a more exaggerated stimulation than seeing it directly. After putting down her coat, Zhang Qian hesitated and put her hand behind her back to undo the buttons, but Xu Feng stopped her at this time: "That's enough, let's leave it like this for now."

He had other plans; he still wanted to leave Zhang Qian with something to cover herself. Zhang Qian obediently lowered her hand and asked Xu Feng, 'What's next?' Her eagerness was palpable. 'Just feel it carefully,' Xu Feng said. He had enjoyed the view enough; it was time to get down to business. He took out a whip from the box. The whip was wrapped in fabric so that it wouldn't hurt too much when used and wouldn't leave obvious marks. Holding the whip, he walked towards Zhang Qian, deliberately heavy-footed to let her know he was approaching. The 'thud thud' of his footsteps seemed to herald something. Zhang Qian indeed heard it; her heart was no longer under her control, but beating in time with Xu Feng's footsteps. Amidst the noisy environment, she could faintly hear the sound of blood flowing within her. Her breathing also became heavier, her heart both nervous and expectant. Xu Feng stopped beside Zhang Qian with the whip in hand. He didn't immediately start whipping her, but slowly moved the whip from her wrist upwards to her shoulder, then around to the front of her body, following the curves down to her waist. The rough fabric rubbed against her smooth skin, causing Zhang Qian's body to tremble uncontrollably throughout the process. Only after Xu Feng stopped did she ask anxiously, 'What is it?' 'A whip,' he replied. 'I'm just getting you used to it. How do you feel when it touches you?'

Xu Feng asked. "I don't know—I" Zhang Qian couldn't describe the feeling, struggling to explain to Xu Feng: "When I first touched it, I was very scared. I didn't know what it was or if it would hurt me, but feeling that it was fluffy relaxed me a bit. However, when it slid across my body, I didn't know where you were going to touch me, it was tense, and a bit itchy." "What about when it's placed in this position on you? Does it feel like something very gentle is rubbing against you?" Xu Feng placed the whip on her underwear, so it could touch that part of Zhang Qian, and he restlessly pushed the whip into her clothes, using the feathers on it to caress her. "Mmm... don't do this." Zhang Qian's tone softened, and what followed was her body softening as well. She was already prepared. It was at this moment that Xu Feng suddenly pulled out the whip and struck her in that area.