Wearing white lace lingerie, it seemed unable to cover much, with her large breasts almost spilling out.
Qin Xuan crossed her arms over her chest, pressing her large white mounds together like two big balls, impossible to hide.
Her waist was slim, her lower abdomen without a trace of excess fat, her skin smooth and alabaster.
Her two long legs shyly crossed and rubbed against each other. Combined with her flower-like beauty, her small face like a red apple that seemed to exude juice, Chen Dashan's eyes widened with lust, his body burning with desire.
Just as Qin Xuan was about to lie on the bed, Chen Dashan hoarsely said, "You can just stand there!"
After speaking, Chen Dashan took out a prepared needle pack. Ignoring Qin Xuan's surprise, the first silver needle fell on Qin Xuan's Zusanli Acupoint.
