Qin Yiyang swore, "I really mean what I said!"
"I can testify, he's not lying." Yoyo chimed in, "See for yourself."
Qiao Xiguan walked towards the large floor-to-ceiling mirror, wearing a pair of white stiletto heels that were 12 centimeters high.
Is the woman in the mirror really me?!
Negative and negative make a positive, is this the effect?!
She looked at the graceful body curves in the mirror, made especially enticing and contoured by Yoyo's custom design. The asymmetrical design at the front added unique embellishment to what was originally too conventional attire, her flat belly, slender waist, and perky hips exquisitely outlined by the lines of the clothing. The pink outfit seemed to lose its tackiness under the brilliant lights and further highlighted her fair and delicate skin. Her graceful body swayed slightly, elegant steps moving so casually, exuding an overwhelming sexiness.
So at that moment, Qin Yiyang truly was, captivated out of his soul.
