Just now I sent Xiao Xu Bocheng to show me some photos.
In the photo, the woman's front and back are curved, and she is lying on the bed in scantily clad clothes in a seductive and enchanting posture. However, the fox mask on her face adds a bit of mystery.
I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. At a young age, seeing this kind of photo would inevitably make my heart move.
"How's it going? Is it on point?" Xu Bocheng asked with a smirk on his face.
"Chaozheng, look at this murder weapon. It's at least a C cup?"
"She is your stepmother Wang Chunjiao!"
My pupils widened, as if I had been hit in the head! An ominous premonition suddenly filled my heart. If my old man saw this, he would be so angry that he would be sent to the hospital directly.
