Tang Feng took off his shoes and sat on the yoga mat.
His eyes turned to Tang Chenhua, who was lying beside him.
Her tall body, from the spine to the feet, traced out a perfect curve.
Those round and perky buttocks, sharp-pointed, with her legs clothed in yoga pants, tightly closed together, leaving no gaps whatsoever.
Her legs were symmetrical, long and slender, with clear contours—a standard of beauty.
As he gazed at her graceful back, he swallowed hard.
So beautiful.
For a fleeting moment, his hand rested on her slim waist without an ounce of extra flesh.
Through the thin tank top, he could feel the smoothness and delicacy of her skin.
Perhaps due to her regular yoga practice, her waist was incredibly elastic; grabbing it with his palm felt absolutely divine.
As his hands grasped the enchanting waist, Tang Chenhua's body tensed up.
He calmed his restless heart and began to massage her waist.
His well-practiced technique was refined to perfection.
