So beautiful!
I was mesmerized for a moment.
Her body was pure white, as lustrous as jade, her face shyly beautiful, her long sexy legs, and those cascading inky black tresses combined to create a dreamy image.
Thump, thump, thump!
I stood at the door, my heart racing.
This was Miss Fang's bedroom, her bridal chamber even, and there it was—the wedding photo hanging above the bed, the groom tall and handsome, a match made in heaven.
The last time I entered a married woman's bedroom was at Teacher Su Ya's house.
"Dr. Chen!"
As I walked over and sat down beside her, reaching out to undo her towel, she started trembling nervously, her cheeks flushed with heat.
"Don't be nervous!"
I said soothingly.
"Mm," she responded in a low voice, still shaking violently, although this was for her treatment, the process was too shameful for her to accept at heart, especially since she still had a good relationship with her husband.
