"Ah! You hooligan!"
Just as Tang Qianqian had unbuttoned one button of her shirt, she noticed my burning gaze, couldn't help but let out a delicate cry, and quickly covered her chest before pressing her skirt down.
"You big hooligan, still looking! Do you believe I'll poke your eyes out! You want to see so badly, huh? Fine, I'll let you have another look." With that, she grabbed the hem of her skirt and suddenly lifted it, fully exposing the girlish spectacle beneath.
I stared wide-eyed, but before I could make out anything clearly, she had already covered up, giggling merrily as if she found teasing me very amusing.
"Do you like what you see?"
"Hmmph! I won't let you see! I'll just make you drool!"
Tang Qianqian raised an eyebrow, giggled, and then beckoned me to pass her the towel. She first wiped her damp hair, then her chest.
"What are you looking at? Turn around! Is it very big? Want to touch it? Hmmph! You don't stand a chance!"
