*Zhao Hongyan's secret* (1)
Zhao Hongyan raised an eyebrow and suggested, her voice laced with intrigue, "Why don't you... discover it for yourself?"
Intrigued by her words, Zhang Wei narrowed his eyes, wondering what game she wanted to play. However, as he gazed into her flickering eyes, he sensed that she was definitely hiding something.
Setting aside his curiosity for the moment, he gently laid her over the edge of the bed, his hands sliding the towel away. Despite anticipating what lay beneath, he found himself speechless at the sheer magnitude of her breasts.
They were perfectly round, exquisitely elastic, captivating even at first glance. A primal urge surged within him, as if he yearned to press his face against them and become lost in their softness.
Yet, he knew that these were merely fleeting thoughts, quick to be dismissed. After all, Zhang Wei saw himself as a man of noble character.