As Ding Yuqin spoke, she took the jacket Wang Tao had removed. When she entered the door, she even knelt down to help Wang Tao change his shoes.
Looking down, Wang Tao found the angle of Ding Yuqin particularly tempting.
After changing shoes, Ding Yuqin quickly ran to the kitchen.
Wang Tao sat on the sofa, the kitchen door was open, so he could see Ding Yuqin's busy figure.
Today, Ding Yuqin was dressed comfortably for home, wearing a little camisole and slippers. Her hair was casually tied up, revealing her snow-white, delicate neck, and a necklace of some kind was deeply buried in her cleavage. The pale yellow camisole dress wasn't long, ending above the knees, her smooth, straight calves swayed in front of Wang Tao.
Ding Yuqin usually liked to wear stockings, mostly flesh-colored or thin black ones; it was rare to see her bare-legged. Nonetheless, her legs were flawless and even bare, they were beautiful, stirring an urge to play with them.
