In the middle of the dining table was a plate of sushi.
The grains of white rice with pieces of fresh fish on top looked quite tantalizing.
"How does that look? I've spent hours on it. It's my sushi of love!" She dragged Tang Hao to the dining table.
She looked and sounded like a young girl, without any of the seductive maturity earlier.
"Come, sit down!"
She pulled Tang Hao to a chair, then picked up a piece of sushi with a pair of chopsticks.
She stood next to Tang Hao and gently bent over. From where Tang Hao was sitting, he could see the contents beneath her kimono.
The wobbling twin peaks almost caused a nosebleed.
'Oh my god! She's not wearing anything inside!'
Tang Hao coughed violently and quickly looked away. Only then he felt the burning urges recede a little.
She did not seem to realize it. Instead, she brought the piece of sushi close to Tang Hao's mouth. "Come, open your mouth!"
