Tang Feng felt somewhat guilty as he walked over, but when he saw Han Meng still lying there lazily, and the black lace bra that Gao Yue had discarded hanging on the arm of a seat, he let out a sigh of relief.
Take out that black lace bra.
Tang Feng looked at the flight attendant Xiaolu not far away and smiled, "Thank you."
Then, he approached Gao Yue again.
His gaze sharpened.
He saw Gao Yue just stand up, her hands already unbuttoning her tight skirt, her legs together, and as she twisted, the skirt slid down her beautiful legs.
One leg after another emerged from the tight skirt, and the last leg out, in those black little shoes, hooked the skirt and kicked it forward.
The tight skirt flew through the air towards Tang Feng.
And again, it skewed.
Tang Feng stepped forward, his right arm reaching out to catch the uniform skirt in mid-air, and when he looked back at Gao Yue, this voluptuous and seductive stewardess, she had already put on those red high heels.
