*The Trapped Xiong Mei* (2)
Zhang Wei's eyes flickered with an intoxicating flame as he boldly placed his hands on her shoulders, slowly gliding the dress down with a deliberate slow motion.
Each inch revealed flesh, teasingly exposing most of her bare shoulder.
As he attempted to pull the dress lower, her breasts cunningly stood in his way.
With a gentle touch, he lifted her ever so slightly, allowing the fabric to slide down further, offering him a tantalizing view of her tempting assets.
Meanwhile, Xiong Mei remained unresponsive, her heart pounding fiercely in her chest.
It was her first time baring her body to another, and her anticipation consumed her.
Her delicate fingers curled into fists, mirroring the building tension within her, while her toes curled instinctively in a mix of nervousness and excitement.