Lui's eyes were glistening, a slight blush tinting her cheeks. She stands there, arms crossed, the wet fabric of her cheongsam clinging to her voluptuous figure, revealing more than it conceals. A faint smile plays on her lips, hinting at the mischievous thoughts swirling within.

"Oh my, oh my! Did daddy's son come in without knocking?" a sweet, teasing voice rings out. "Maybe you're here to... admire your new mom? After all, it's only fair, right? Daddy's old, but I'm sure you have some energy." I giggle, tilting my head to the side, "What do you think of this outfit, son? Does it look good on me? Hmm?"