On the hospital bed, Serena had a thin blanket draped over her lower belly, her short pants revealing snow-white thighs and exquisitely delicate, jade-like feet.
Her upper body wore only a camisole top, the curve of her lower abdon beautifully taut without a trace of excess flesh.
Her chest was full and straining against the fabric, evidently at least a D cup and looking very firm...
Clearly, she was not wearing a bra, as two faintly protruding tiny points were secretly visible...
Her elegant hair was tied up, her face had the classic oval shape, and her facial features were refined and exceptionally pretty.
Not the breathtakingly stunning kind, but her appearance was especially gentle like water, and a pair of black-frad glasses gave her a deeply scholarly air.
An infinitely gentle feeling radiated from her. Although she was not a remarkably dazzling beauty, she absolutely belonged to the type that grows more and more attractive the longer you look, and she was also a beautiful woman in her own right.
She was around thirty years of age. Even without having given birth, she already possessed a plump, ripe charm. If she were in bed, she would definitely be a peerless delight.
"Little Luis has co!"
Serena gave a bashful smile.
"I won't bother with those empty courtesies... hehe, how is Aunt Serena doing?"
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