Gu Jingze looked up to see Mo Huiling lying there seductively.
He did not think much of it. After all, they grew up playing together. They were all too familiar with each other.
It was just that Mo Huiling's chest seemed to be unusually high as she lay there, resembling a hill.
It looked big, but unnatural.
He had not noticed before, but he suddenly thought of Lin Che's words.
"Fake chests are easy to tell. It will remain standing high even when one lies down."
When did Mo Huiling do her chest?
He could not recall her mentioning it.
Actually, Gu Jingze was not against women having cosmetic surgery. As long as she liked it, he did not care.
The pursuit of beauty was human nature.
However, he never heard Mo Huiling talk about it.
He grew curious and asked Mo Huiling, "Huiling, when did you have cosmetic surgery?"
