"So… excited for our first training session?" Qingyi teased the moment Tianjin left, the corners of his lips curving into a mischievous smile.
Yuehan blushed instantly, whipping her head toward him with narrowed eyes.
She stood with her arms crossed beneath a pair of perfectly sized breasts, the gesture pushing the firm mounds up and together until their soft swell strained against the fabric of her dress.
Her wide hips jutted slightly to one side, all her weight resting on a single leg, and the blue dress dipped into the space between her thick thighs.
Beneath it, her white pantyhose—which rose all the way up to her hips—offered a beautiful sight, the sheer fabric stretched taut over her skin and hugging the plump line of her thighs.
"Just so you know, I'm not going to go easy on you, even if Little Sister Ruxue begs me not to hurt you! You're going to come out of this training in a wheelchair!" she declared, puffing out her cheeks adorably.
