Song Guanchao kept sneaking glances and suddenly noticed the significant tremor of the twin peaks.
Instinctively, he looked up and met Qu Xiangru's reddened eyes.
He froze for a moment: "Governor Qu, what's wrong?"
Qu Xiangru tightly pursed her lips, and even though he had seen her so openly, she didn't cover her chest.
"Don't you like looking? Look, go ahead, look!"
She threw down her chopsticks and stood up abruptly, beginning to undo her pants.
On this trip to Hong Kong Island, she dressed casually, wearing a pair of fitted skinny jeans.
The peach-shaped hips and full thighs were tightly wrapped by the jeans.
Now, as she pulled down the jeans, her fair skin and the shapely yet not at all flabby hips and legs made Song Guanchao swallow hard.
The black lace underwear sketched out two tempting curves between the waistbands and the lush area, adding a brilliant finishing touch.
He was so entranced that he momentarily forgot about Qu Xiangru's slightly off emotional state.
