As Dazhuang's hand slowly moved, the clothes covering Wen Xiaoqing's chest gradually opened, revealing a glimpse of snowy white beneath.
The two peaches on Wen Xiaoqing's chest that weren't too large were partially concealed yet revealed in front of Dazhuang, and I could even see a hint of rosy peaks on the snowy mounds.
Her peaches weren't the large type, but they were very perky and beautifully shaped, unlike those of me and Huan Huan and other women.
To put it simply in two words, "round and full."
As the saying goes, rarity is the essence of value. Perhaps it was because he had encountered women with larger chests before that his eyes went wide upon seeing this type of bust, and he even swallowed hard, appearing excited.
Then, he tremblingly stretched out his hand, inching closer to the surroundings of the peaches through the ribs.
"Hmm..." Perhaps because her sensitive area was invaded, Wen Xiaoqing couldn't help but let out a moan.