Underneath Wang Zhaodi's short-sleeve shirt was a light grey bra, quite thin.
The garment tightly bound her perky, full chest that seemed too mature for her age, creating a deep cleavage that felt like it could drown one's gaze.
Yang Fan caressed the deep cleavage twice and removed the bra, revealing the enticing fullness beneath.
He gently pinched her rosy nipple and asked with a smile, "You're so young, how are they so big? What have you been eating?"
However, Yang Yuan's were also large.
Although her figure was petite, both her breasts and buttocks were not small.
Could it be that girls nowadays just naturally have better figures?
"This...I also don't know," Wang Zhaodi said shyly, "Actually, I might not really count as big. There's even a girl in my class who's bigger than me; she barely dares to walk with big strides."
"Too big isn't good-looking either. Yours are already quite large. How big are they?" Yang Fan asked.
"...B."
