Tang Fei smoothly entered the room. Mr. Sheng was sitting on a yoga mat on the living room floor, practicing Hatha Yoga while facing the deep and mysterious Luoxia Lake.
The voluptuous body outlined by the gray tight yoga clothes appeared curvaceous, with elegant curves. Long beautiful legs, a slender waistline, and her snow-white arms reaching forward with effort.
Her waist was like solidified cream, her hips like a full moon.
She was a well-ripened woman; everywhere one looked was full and juicy.
Tang Fei couldn't help but take a few more glances, then he jokingly said with a laugh, "It's said that the more beautiful a woman, the more strict she is about her appearance and figure. Diet, skincare, and exercise are indispensable."
"As a result, beauties become more beautiful, while most of the less attractive ones choose to lie flat."
