The sash at her waist slipped off in an instant under the gentle tug of his fingertips, the dark green silk nightdress peeling away like layers of petals, pooling on the floor in rippling waves of lustrous color.
All at once, her flawless, perfect body was exposed to the air. Moonlight cascaded over her, as if draping her in a veil of mystique, making her look every bit the goddess from a fairy tale.
Her swan-like neck arched gracefully, and in the little hollow beneath her collarbone, a lone, lingering bead of sweat glistened, trembling at the top of her cleavage.
With each breath, her full, soft jade bosom quivered gently, delivering a fierce visual shock.
And those long, shapely legs were even more enticing—the strap of her panties biting into the soft flesh at the top of her thighs, leaving faint red curves, the tender flesh glowing with a dewy peach luster beneath the moonlight.
"Xiaochen, do I look good?"
