The real problem began when he was done with her hand and neck, as what was left here to measure her chest, waist, and leg. Gale didn't know how to measure any of that without being a bit prying. Well, since Wang Li had a flat look on her face as if she didn't really care, Gale adopted a similar look.
'Fuck, I've already seen her naked. No need to act reserved.'
He measured her chest, standing behind her, drawing the measuring tape under her arms.
"A bit higher, and don't pull too much. I would need to breathe in the dress," Wang Li advised, as Gale followed.
His finger touched her back as Gale counted the measurement. The tape wiggled on the alluring protrusion of her bosom, but she remained calm, as this was nothing of the ordinary during measurement. Well, definitely not for Gale. The split image of all her curves—his eyes laid upon before—refreshed in his mind as he measured her.
