At night.
Wen Xian had a dream, and she wouldn't disclose the details, but the next morning when she woke up, her face was flushed red.
She tossed and turned in bed, feeling embarrassed for quite a while, and it seemed she was a bit coy too.
It was truly rare.
After all, Wen Xian usually knew no shame, so whatever made her act like this must have been some unspeakable event in her dream.
Today she wore a loose white shirt.
Black tight pencil pants, paired with a pair of white Adidas sneakers.
With a height of 1.68 meters and weighing only 47kg, according to common belief, a woman under a hundred pounds would either be flat-chested or short, but she had both height and curves, and furthermore, they were pronounced.
C cup was definitely in the picture.
Therefore, even dressed simply, she was devastatingly beautiful.