Song Tian caressed Bai Xiaolu's slender and delicate legs inch by inch; as her little skirt was pushed up slightly, a pair of cartoon panties emerged, hugging the beautiful crease between her legs, creating a thin indentation that was slightly bulging.
Even without taking them off, Song Tian could tell it was a top-notch "one-line seam."
When Bai Yun saw Song Tian playing with his daughter's legs, engrossed, his suspended heart finally settled.
As long as this new drug got approved, he would rake in a hefty commission. Compared to money, nothing else mattered.
The gentle caresses from Song Tian caused Bai Xiaolu's breathing to grow heavier, her little face flushed, beads of sweat forming on the tip of her nose. She lay half-reclined in her chair, wriggling her little feet and letting out soft moans.
The little girl's moaning was like the world's best aphrodisiac, making Song Tian's manhood strain against his pants.