Bai Man was not only cold everywhere else, but even her plump, perky breasts were chillingly cool.
The reason was nothing else but that the bra guarding her breasts had already fallen to the ground.
A pair of small watermelons, both in shape and touch utterly perfect, now appeared in the mirror.
The hands that had roamed in the Garden of Eden before were now placed on the twin peaks.
As her delicate hands roamed, her green onion-like fingers also sank into the soft snowy peaks.
Bai Man, as if kneading dough, let the fair and enticing snowy peaks constantly change shape.
"Mmm..."
Her voice gradually became quick, her breath also became incredibly hot.
At that moment, Bai Man seemed like a delicious dish, waiting to be tasted.
Unfortunately, this delicious dish obviously wasn't something everyone could taste.
As Bai Man's gaze became more blurred, Su Fan appeared in her mind.
