"Ugh..." Qingyi's eyes opened slowly, his vision was blurred and his whole body was sore, covered in bandages.
He tried to get up, but regretted it the next moment.
His back fell against the soft fabric of the bed and a pained grunt escaped his lips.
"Shhhh... Don't strain yourself, you haven't fully recovered yet..." A voice entered his ears, sweet, warm and gentle, like that of a mother to her child.
As he turned his face, his eyes fluttered, his vision almost completely taken over by a pair of enormous bosoms, by far the biggest he had ever seen in his life.
The owner of these breasts leaned towards him, revealing more of her cleavage and pale, creamy skin.
At that moment, Qingyi was finally able to fully admire her appearance.
She was a woman with purple hair and eyes, delicate and mature features, full, red lips curved into a gentle smile.
