"Haha, I couldn't tell before—dressed you're slim, undressed, you're quite voluptuous!"
The woman, who had always been very composed, finally couldn't help but breathe heavily, "Take two steps forward, then stop and don't move!"
Chen Tianlong didn't know what the woman intended, but listening to her sharp tone, he knew she was no ordinary person.
Following her instructions, Chen Tianlong moved to about two meters away from the woman, a distance he believed was still within a safe range.
The woman took two steps forward. It was then that Chen Tianlong truly saw her face, and he was momentarily stunned.
Thin, curved eyebrows, a high, straight nose, tender red lips—all perfectly arranged on a delicate and refined face.
This person was none other than White Rose, whom he had met before.
Looking at the beauty before him, Chen Tianlong could only sigh at how much these women could change in such a short time—it almost made her unrecognizable.
