Zhou Xueqin, blushing, lowered her head shyly, her small hands on the door frame, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated. Perhaps it was because of the dancing earlier; her snow-white, oval face was now as red as an apple.
Today, because she had to perform on stage, she had changed her usual conservative and gentle style. She wore a bright pink crop top and denim hot shorts.
Her figure was strikingly prominent, with a slender waist and long legs, and the makeup on her face made her look dazzling.
Chen Dashan was inflamed with passion as he looked at her tight waist that seemed to be sculpted from the finest jade, graceful and smooth. There's a saying: a woman's waist is a deadly weapon!
This saying was absolutely true.
Adding to it, the sparkling diamond in her navel caught Chen Dashan's gaze.
"President Chen?"
