Yang Muxue's words of warning had already reached her lips.
But when Chen Ziyang finished speaking, she actually swallowed them back.
Chen Ziyang could clearly see that Yang Muxue had straightened up.
Even her originally pale, somewhat sickly face now sported a flush of red.
What attracted Chen Ziyang's gaze even more was Yang Muxue's perfect, round, and perky breasts on her chest!
When compared in size, they definitely weren't as spectacular as Jiang Shu's.
But their perfect shape left Chen Ziyang unable to find a single flaw.
Paired with her waist as slim as a snake, Yang Muxue presented a gourd-shape in front of Chen Ziyang that could captivate countless men.
A beauty among humankind!
Chen Ziyang could give such an evaluation with a clear conscience.
On Yang Muxue's side, her face was also full of shock.
She cannot wear clothes!
If this statement were made elsewhere, everyone would definitely think Chen Ziyang was spouting nonsense.
