Twisting left and right, embracing the mirror for a self-admiration session, Mou Keyan bit her lower lip and pulled open her bathrobe, slipping it off her arms.
Putting on that set of wine-red lace lingerie, which she has never worn before, she examined herself in the dressing mirror.
Indeed, it was beautiful.
In the mirror, her fair skin was touched with two shades of wine-red, the captivating three-point style figure, curved in all the right places.
This color complemented her skin and figure.
Thin at the top and thicker at the bottom, the side lines tapered very naturally.
Her cleavage was already well-shaped, and with the support of the bra cups and the front clasp, it nearly created an illusion to the eye.
As if you could almost smell the scent of milk, coming at you in waves.
Even when looking at herself, she couldn't help but adjust the top edge of her 'mountains' with her hand.
That touch of blush against the white.
