Her eyebrows were like fine willow leaves—delicate and enchanting, perfectly full yet naturally dark, as if drawn with ink.
Her fine nose was perfectly proportioned, lending her a gentle, elegant air that still carried a hint of decisiveness.
Her full, plump red lips exuded the alluring charm of a woman in her prime.
Her cheeks, chin, and neck were all exquisitely smooth and supple, without a single wrinkle.
She looked every bit as good as a recent college graduate, and it was clear she spared no expense on her skincare.
This skin quality, so at odds with her actual age, was enough to make countless women her age—and even many who were younger—burn with envy.
Her body was tall, curvaceous, and alluringly mature.
It was barely contained within a white, tailored, short-waisted jacket and a matching hip-hugging miniskirt, straining at the seams with a full, voluptuous feel.
Below her snow-white neck and delicate collarbones, her chest jutted out like twin peaks, towering and magnificent.
The white, round-neck wool sweater she wore underneath was stretched into two exaggerated arcs, threatening to burst free at any moment.
What should have been a loose-fitting sweater looked exceptionally sensual on Miduo.
Any man who saw her would find his mouth going dry.
They’d wish for nothing more than to pull her into their arms and give her a good, hard squeeze.
The dramatic curve of her torso sloped downward to a soft belly and a slender, pliant waist.
Both had a slight, alluring plumpness.
She seemed a little fuller than what one might consider a "standard" beauty.
But because Miduo’s figure was so voluptuous, this extra touch of softness was perfectly proportioned and didn’t look the least bit bulky.
It gave her an exceptionally sensual waist-to-hip ratio, and her entire being radiated the maddeningly seductive charm of a mature woman.
The pure-white, hip-hugging skirt was stretched taut over her full, rounded, peach-like bottom.
Below the skirt were two stunningly long, perfectly proportioned, and voluptuously rounded legs, clad in sheer hose.
A pair of white tall boots further accentuated their length while adding a playful, youthful touch.
"Beautiful!"
Qi Sheng lost interest in his phone. Instead, he examined the data from the system scan and couldn’t help but nod.
[Name: Miduo]
[Age: 30]
[Height: 167cm]
[Weight: 55kg]
[Beauty: 88]
[Figure: 96 (D+)]
[Special: 98]
[Overall Rating: B]
While her beauty score was a bit lower than a top-tier stunner like Tan Hua, she was still a great beauty far beyond the reach of any ordinary man.
In fact, many female celebrities weren’t even this attractive in person.
Besides, Miduo’s figure was absolutely phenomenal.
A score of 96 and a D+ cup... among all the women Qi Sheng had ever met, her natural assets were second only to Zong Rui’s.
Looking at the shy, bashful Miduo before him, Qi Sheng decided without hesitation that he had to have her.
"We’ll take this outfit. Go pick out a few more."
"Just this one is fine. We can look at other brands later."
Miduo was all too familiar with Chanel’s prices.


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