"I am standing very close to this item. Her skin is emitting a sensuous milky scent."
On hearing the host's description, Ye Tianxin felt disgusted and wanted to throw up.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this woman is only fifteen years old. She weighs 80 kilograms. Her vital statistics are 82-62-80."
The host motioned for the photographer to go closer to the woman's bust, waist, and hips to show off her figure. Some parts of her skin were bound by the ropes, making them appear a little swollen and red.
The host pulled the rope he was holding with his hand with an evil glint on his eyes.
When the ropes tugged at the woman, she let out a soft whimper.
"Does that sound good?"
"Yes."
The sound was very bewitching.