The deep career line at her chest showcased the size, squeezing out two luscious milky snow mounds above the binding line, creating a full northern hemisphere, while her waist was wrapped so finely one couldn't even spot an ounce of extra flesh. Below the skirt and between the long, high-heeled boots, her thighs were a snow-white, round and straight, with a slight starry sheen that made one long for a touch.
At first glance, she looked like a Gothic lady of Charm, a life-sized doll.
This was somewhat beyond Xu Shu's expectation.
But while he was surprised, there wasn't a hint of fear in him.
What's so great about transforming into a human form?
You're the one who invited me here, you're the one in need of something, why should I be anxious?
Xu Shu chuckled inwardly; seeing Su Ji remaining silent, he continued to greet the vast mound of flesh beneath his feet with slaps, first on one ear then with his palm.
Xu Shu didn't care, but the Chief Maid couldn't bear it any longer.
