A Billion Dollar Exchange

Xin Yong walked into the room and dropped her purse on the sofa. She looked around and admired the scenario, and then her eyes landed on the huge bed..

'Wow!, she was so enjoying this sleep! '

She removed her shoes and fell on the bed, bouncing. She chuckled lightly and lay down flat, facing the ceiling, after sometime she decided to take a bath.

She stood up and tried to unzip the dress. Behold, the zipper was stuck in a place.

Her hand was just touching the zipper but couldn't unzip the gown, since it was also low at the back, and it was Liling who had zipped it up for her when she was coming.

And again, she never thought that she would spend the night in Jin Yue's house.

'What do I do?'

Xin Yong panicked, she had wanted to sleep that way but she was suffocating, the gown was too tight, so her only option was to ask Jin Yue for help!.

After trying for almost an hour, Xin Yong finally gave up. Beads of sweat poured down her face. She sat back on the bed and thought for sometime, finally she stood up and made for the door.

....

When Xin Yong entered her room, Jin Yue rushed upstairs and took a quick shower. He had left work that day to take her out, so his work load was quite much.

He picked up his laptop and made for the study, but as he approached the door he changed his mind and walked downstairs to the living room.

Since he was in a hurry, he didn't dry his hair, and it was still dripping wet. He sat on the sofa and opened his laptop. He was about to key in his password when the door to the guest room clinked open.

Xin Yong stepped out, her body covered in sweat. She looked shocked to see him there, she hesitated a little but finally walked up to him.

Jin Yue looked up at her confused.

'Why was she sweating so much? '

He wondered, staring at her inquisitively.

Xin Yong hesitation for a while before she finally spoke up.

"Jin Yue, could you please... help me.. unzip my dress? "

Her voice was almost a whisper evident that she was shy. Jin Yue didn't hear her clearly so he asked her what she just said.

Xin Yong felt her courage weakening. It took her almost all humanly possible willpower for her to ask him that, and now he didn't hear what she said!.

She contemplated on what to do, should she go back and sleep like that, that was called silent suicide!.

She was already here, so she should just get along with it.

"I mean, my gown... I can't unzip it.. Could you help me with it? "

Her voice was a bit clearer now, she lowered her gaze to her hands as she spoke not wanting to look at his face.

Jin Yue who just comprehended what she just said immediately replied with an "oh" and stood up.

Xin Yong's hair was really long so she had to push it to a side for him to be able to see the zipper properly, thus exposing her smooth neck and back.

Jin Yue froze as his eyes met her back. He became unnecessarily hot when he had just taken a shower.

'What have I done so wrong to deserve this amount of torture?'

Jin Yue inhaled deeply, he rubbed his hands together and summoned courage, carefully he held the zipper and tried to pull it down.

Sadly, the devil had an entirely different plan for him that night.

The zipper refused to budge!. He pulled it harder but it still stuck.

'What kind of dress is this, why did I have to buy you stupid dress? '

It was obvious that he needed to use two hands which meant touching her back in the process.