Across from Ling Chen's bedroom lives Liu Xiyao. At this moment, the door opened, and Liu Xiyao stepped out wearing a sexy black lace nightgown.
Whether it's black or lace, they are both things that attract men. When these two are combined, paired with a perfectly shaped, fair-skinned, stunning-looking woman, it undoubtedly pushes the allure of a black lace nightgown to its extreme.
Ling Chen isn't a novice when it comes to women, yet even so, faced with the lazy charm naturally exuded by Liu Xiyao, he found his mind wandering.
If it weren't for his strong self-control, he'd probably have had a nosebleed.
"Xiyao," watching Liu Xiyao in front of her, Tang Shiyun was also greatly impacted. Comparing their figures, Tang Shiyun felt very self-conscious. Her petite figure couldn't compare at all to Liu Xiyao's perfect curves.
Cough, cough!
Ling Chen lightly coughed twice and said, "Umm... Xiyao, you..."
"What's wrong with me?"
