It was a simple pajama.
But in fact, it couldn't be a pajama at all because it was made up of several small pieces of grenadine.
Her sexy and delicate clavicle was exposed to the air, and the black lace naturally rounded her chest, with a petal-shaped low-thoracic curvature reaching the lower abdomen.
Her slender waist was hidden under the black lace, and it had a short hem that barely covered the hips.
That was why she refused to go out.
She stood in front of the mirror awkwardly, and her face blushed immediately after he opened the door and stared at her motionlessly. She hastily tried to cover her breast, and her hips were also exposed in the air.
She looked at him in great embarrassment and said, "It is definitely different from what you imagined."
The lace on her bosoms was deformed because her breast was so crummy, and it couldn't be covered at all, and it only covered her mammary areola constrainedly.
