The skin and bones were evenly proportioned, soft like watery skin, resembling a jade bow.
Lu Jin'an couldn't help but look at Pei Wanyu's thigh, because of her kneeling posture, her tender, fair legs presented a kind of soft and smooth allure, like two sections of snow-white jade pillars.
Especially the delicate red mark outlined by the shifting gray silk stockings' lace edge, which gave Lu Jin'an a hot sensation as if under a certain drug's influence.
He couldn't help but stare at that supple curve, entranced.
And at that moment of distraction, the previously modest Pei Wanyu suddenly leaned down, cupping his face in her hands.
As their eyes met, Lu Jin'an's expression uncontrollably tensed before relaxing in an instant, as if he had entered a wondrous realm.
A strange color flashed in his eyes, only feeling that at this moment, his Master seemed like a beautiful serpent, easily entrapping him.
