Put on Your Clothes, and Let's Talk Properly
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Feng Tianlan's fair and pretty face was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. Her seductive and perfect lips were currently ruddy and swollen, and they glistened in the light as if she'd just been tasted by someone else.
Chen Xinyi's eyes slowly trailed downward little by little, and when they reached the suspicious red marks on Feng Tianlan's neck, her eyes abruptly widened, and the hand that was gripping her waistband gradually paled. Her eyes continued trailing downward—an undone collar, the white skin peeking out, the red marks on the collarbone.
A sweaty face, a flushed appearance, untidy clothes, red marks. Chen Xinyi, who wanted Master Shen to become normal, had read pornographic texts during the day with the intention of learning. When she connected all that she'd learned with that coquettish, displeased voice, she suddenly understood something.