Even Brother Dayou didn't lose hope, why would she?
That Wang Hongfa was a scoundrel all along!
Seeing it was Wang Huixin, without thinking, Xiaobei jumped into the river and swam over, quickly holding her in his arms.
The river water was cold, Wang Huixin couldn't swim, she choked a few mouthfuls, and was barely conscious. When Xiaobei dragged her ashore and laid her down, he hesitated as he looked at her towering chest.
He had to press on her chest, perform CPR.
But...
Xiaobei gritted his teeth and placed his palms down anyway.
Through the soaked clothes, he could clearly feel the fullness, the firmness, and the soft, supple touch underneath.
They were really big!
And full, and tender!
She was twenty-eight or twenty-nine, a very mature housewife, with a delicate and graceful figure, and a hint of plumpness, extremely sensual. Xiaobei glanced down, brushing over her thighs, covered by the wet pants revealing her seductive curves, and gulped.
