Xia Xue removed her damp panties, then performed a split right in front of Zhang Yang.
The immaculate, hairless sanctuary was laid bare without reservation.
To make it up to Zhang Yang, Xia Xue's face turned red as she pressed her hands on her plump petals, pulling them apart.
Zhang Yang's eyes went wide, captivated by the delicate pink bloom, which was truly beautiful.
One could even see nectar visibly oozing out.
"Zhang Yang, if you keep staring at your cousin like this, she's going to get shy."
At this moment, Xia Xue's face was beet red, and she felt incredibly lewd for flaunting herself in front of the camera like this.
Zhang Yang adored this coquettish demeanor of Xia Xue's, "I want to look, do not close your legs."
Xia Xue wore a look of frustration but obediently complied.
Next, Zhang Yang directed Xia Xue over the phone, having her perform various movements and poses.
As a dance teacher, she met every one of Zhang Yang's demands perfectly.
