"Hey, where's that string lingerie you wore last time? Why did you change to this one today?"
I questioned verbally.
Yet inside, I was already burning with desire.
The special string lingerie from last time was extremely visually impactful— I still longed for it.
But today's seamless lingerie has a different kind of beauty, hugging her closely.
As thin as cicada wings, the material is sheer and smooth, adding a kind of hazy mystery.
Like a wisp of mist in the morning glow.
Honestly, I really like both kinds of her lingerie— each time, they both leave me feeling excited.
And along with her slender long legs, extremely thin, tightly closed, leaving a wide gap between her thighs.
Typically, this would ruin the aesthetic of her shape.
But on Su Qin, it seemed perfectly natural.
She looked stunning, even incredibly alluring.
"Brother, didn't you say last time I shouldn't wear that kind, so I changed afterward."
