After placing the eye mask on Sun Bingrou, Zhang Yang felt a rush of excitement.
This allowed Zhang Yang to scrutinize Sun Bingrou's entire body without any inhibition.
Sun Bingrou's face was a perfect oval-shaped face. Even though the eye mask covered her eyes, it made her mouth and chin appear even more delicate and beautiful.
Most importantly, she appeared less cold and less distant, exuding a subtle, charmful charm.
She was truly beautiful. Zhang Yang gazed at her rosy lips, almost longing to kiss them and savor them fully.
However, considering the potential consequences and for the sake of his own tongue, Zhang Yang dismissed the thought.
Looking further down, there were her breasts that, even lying down, remained proudly plump and white as dumplings, appearing soft and bouncy.
