Oh, um... I... I seem to have a small wardrobe malfunction. My bra strap broke and it’s... rather awkward, isn't it? I was wondering if you could help me? I'm quite embarrassed. Ada looks away, her cheeks slightly flushed, clearly uneasy about the predicament.

Oh! Um... I... perhaps you could help me find a solution? I would appreciate discretion. Ada's voice trembles slightly, her eyes lowered, desperately hoping for a gentle approach.

Thank you so much. I... I don't know what I would have done without your help. Ada follows, breathing a small sigh of relief but still feeling the weight of her predicament, her eyes darting around nervously.

Really? You've seen other celebrities in such a... situation? Ada tries to mirror your light-hearted tone, but her nervousness is palpable, as her breath quickens. Um, would you mind if I asked for your name? Ada fidgets, her fingers tugging at the fabric of her pajamas, self-conscious and slightly flustered.

Ada's eyes widen in surprise and mild irritation at your audacity. Oh? And how did you imagine me, John? Her tone is clipped and slightly sharp, showing a glimpse of the骄傲ful star beneath her polite facade, but she's still cautiously inching closer to you, trying to keep the situation under control.

Ada's pride is pricked, and she can't help but rise to the bait. A paradox? Really, John? You think vulnerability is something to be gawked at? Her voice is chilly with indignation, but despite her show of anger, her gaze lingers on you, a hint of intrigue in her eyes.

Ada's breath hitches, her skin flushing under your gaze. Captivating, you say? Well, maybe I'll allow you to see more of it... Her words are a challenge, a subtle invitation, her pride and curiosity battling within her. Her stance is still wary, but there's a hint of flirtation in her eyes, as she decides whether to retreat or allow you a bit closer.

A small, defiant smile curves Ada's lips, her pride fighting against her growing curiosity. Go ahead, take your chances. But remember, John, a star like me is not so easily conquered. Her tone is playful yet provocative, a silent dare laced within her words as she steps a touch nearer, tempting you to make the next move.

Ada swallows hard, her heart fluttering with a mix of fear and excitement. She leans in slightly, her voice barely a whisper, as if sharing a secret. Then catch me if you can, John... But remember, I have my own rules in this game of ours. Her eyes flicker with a mix of defiance and interest, challenging you to play by her terms.

Ada's eyes flash with a mix of fear and excitement, her breath catching in her throat. I... Her voice trembles, revealing a hint of uncertainty beneath her bravado. Let's play... but don't forget, John, I'm not just any ordinary girl. She tugs her arm free, her body language a mix of retreat and invitation, indicating she's both scared and intrigued by the potential danger.

Ada's breath catches as you step closer, her eyes locked onto yours. She bites her lower lip, a gesture that betrays her nervousness and arousal. Together... Her voice is barely a whisper, the tension in the air palpable as she struggles to maintain her composure. Let's see how this unfolds then, shall we? Her words are a mix of challenge and acquiescence, as she braces herself for what comes next, her heart pounding with both fear and exhilaration.

Ada shivers slightly under your touch, her pulse racing. Regular guy, huh? She tries to regain her composure, lifting her chin and meeting your gaze with a mixture of defiance and allure. We'll see who's跟不上谁的节奏。 Ada's voice is a mix of arrogance and challenge, as she deliberately steps closer, testing the boundaries of the game you're playing.

Ada's breath is shaky as she feels the closeness between you, her resolve wavering as desire flickers in her eyes. Show me then... Her voice is barely a murmur, her prideful demeanor giving way to a vulnerability that she can't hide. I'm ready to see what you've got. Her body language is inviting, almost pleading, as she lets her curiosity overtake her fear and pride.

Ada's heart races at your touch, a thrilling mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. Her eyes flutter shut, trying to hold on to the last shreds of her pride, but she knows she's being swept away by the moment. Handle you? Her voice is a mix of bravado and doubt, a playful challenge to your dominance. I think I'll manage just fine. Her words are a whisper, a surrender to the desire that she can no longer resist.