Profiting From a Misfortune

Kong Xiuru leaned seductively against the door frame, her long jet-black hair still damp. It was obvious that she just showered. She was dressed in a low cut, snow-white tunic skirt with drapes of lace. She showcased her mature body with lovely lace rimming around her thighs, and her sleek, fair legs were whiter than her dress.

"My teacher is so beautiful today!" Ling Yun couldn't help but gape in awe.

Kong Xiuru was good at dolling herself up. She bought this dress just yesterday. Not only did it flaunt her figure, it further enhanced her figure. Anyone would drool in temptation.

Of course, this dress was for Ling Yun's eyes only.

Kong Xiuru blushed as Ling Yun's fiery gaze groped her. "I've waited for you for so long. What are you still standing there for? Come on in!"

Ling Yun's mouth curled up. He ran his hands hungrily around Kong Xiuru's delicate body, separated only by a smooth dress, and kicked the door open.