Three friends all sat on the sofa, each doing their own thing: touching up makeup, looking in the mirror, drinking water.
All of their cheeks were flush, their breathing somewhat disjointed, their chests still heaving.
Shen Yuan remembered that during such dance shows on TV, the camera operator would usually zoom in for a close-up at the show's end, focusing on the young girls' chests.
But then, those pervy old viewers really liked those kinds of shots, watching the girls panting heavily with their breasts shaking vigorously.
Once, when he and Old Cao and Old Huang watched a girl group dance from Korea, Old Huang practically glued his glasses to the screen.
He was truly afraid of missing a single detail.
Shen Yuan forcibly squeezed himself between Shi Zhixuan and Peang Yayun, draping his arms over their shoulders. Peang Yayun didn't mind and leaned into Shen Yuan, but Shi Zhixuan's body stiffened noticeably.
