Bailing seemed like she had discovered a new continent, happily running her hands all over Song Yun's body, from his chest down to his stomach. Poor Song Yun, unconscious, was being violated by the hands of a girl who didn't know any better. You might even call it qj.
After feeling around every inch of Song Yun's body, Bailing furrowed her little brows and muttered to herself, "Since you're not a man, you must be a woman. But... but why don't you have breasts?"
"So hard..." Bailing exclaimed with her mouth agape, "How can it be this hard? Mine aren't this hard at all!"
As she spoke, Bailing poked her own chest with her hand. Bailing's bosom might not be as spectacular as those women in the villa, but it wasn't small either, probably around a B cup, just enough to fill one hand.
