Jiang Yuchan had a troubled expression on her face as she said, "Ah Fang, this isn't right."
"Sis, firstly, for your health, and secondly, I used to secretly watch you bathe when I was a kid, so I've already seen what your body looks like," he replied.
Chen Fang's words dismissed Jiang Yuchan's concerns.
She pursed her lips.
Finally, she made up her mind, brought her hands together, and took off the oversized T-shirt she was wearing on the outside.
The sight before him made Chen Fang gasp in surprise.
It wasn't because of the bruise on her chest.
It was because Jiang Yuchan wasn't wearing a bra underneath.
The papaya-shaped pair of breasts swayed, making one's mouth water.
In Chen Fang's memory, he still remembered the scene when he secretly watched Jiang Yuchan bathing.
Back then, Jiang Yuchan's "bunnies" weren't as plump as they are now; it's hard to say what she had eaten these past years to grow so pleasingly.
"Ah Fang."
