By the time Su Qin took off that thin shirt she wore, Chen Bin's breathing suddenly became difficult.
Su Qin's skin was as pale as moonlight, delicate and smooth, emitting a healthy glow.
Her figure was graceful, with flowing lines and soft shoulders.
A pair of large headlights dazzled the eyes, two purple grapes trembled with the wind, her waist slender, her hips elegantly curved, her legs long and strong.
Gulp.
Chen Bin swallowed, took two steps forward, and smelled the deep fragrance on Su Qin.
Lowering his gaze for a closer look, her beauty was even more captivating.
Su Qin's features were exquisite and three-dimensional, her eyes bright and deep, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
Her nose was straight, lips lightly pursed, her face half turned with a rosy flush like that of drunkenness, stirring immense desire.
Chen Bin thought to himself that this woman was truly stunning, and to have such a large, plush softness, was indeed rare!
