Although the woman was a bit odd, since she was a friend of Yaya and Zheng Yuqi, Tang Feng didn't feel right to refuse.
The woman placed her handbag on the bedside table.
Then, she took off her shoes and one by one placed her legs on the bed, lying down flat.
The white long dress opened up at the bottom, revealing two evenly toned and beautiful legs.
Very white, very firm, and just the right amount of fat.
The edge of the dress covered the root of her thighs, that plump triangle of holy maiden territory.
Just right, it hid the beauty there.
Throughout the process, every move the woman made was so graceful that it was a joy for Tang Feng to watch.
Whether it was Wang Xin or Sister Wang Xin, even Sun Yao, their displayed elegance was far less than the gracefulness of the woman before him.
Her grace seemed to have seeped into her very bones.