"They said five minutes, so I only waited for five."
Wu Yuan emerged first, her fair, delicate feet bare, stepping out from the walk-in closet adjacent to the master bedroom.
She had changed into a purple ice silk camisole nightgown, her waist a graceful grip's worth as she twisted her plump hips, tracing a tempting path through the air with each step.
Li Shi had long since been thoroughly acquainted with her ripe beauty, but it still made his eyes light up every time.
When beauty reaches a certain degree, it gains an eternal attribute.
Once she sat down on the sofa in front of him, he shifted his gaze upward.
Following the soft and full curves, he looked over the magnificent mountains to the snow-white and exquisite collarbone.
"Stone, are you ready? The qipao Sister Ya Ru is changing into now is the one we both agree looks the best," she said.
Li Shi hadn't expected a qipao; his anticipation soared instantly.
