"Am I beautiful?"
Wang Jingwen flicked her wet hair, walking towards Jiang Xiaobai. The hint was too obvious, almost explicit.
"Yes, beautiful," Jiang Xiaobai swallowed, diverting his gaze, feeling his mouth dry and parched, unsure whether he was swallowing water or his own saliva.
"Am I sexy?"
Having approached Jiang Xiaobai, Wang Jingwen sat directly on his thighs, lifted her slender, fair arms, wrapped them around Jiang Xiaobai's neck, and gazed at him hazily, breathing warmth onto him.
"Your body feels so hot," she said.
Wang Jingwen caressed Jiang Xiaobai's back, her voice so coquettish it could melt bones. Jiang Xiaobai too felt a fire burning inside him, an unbearable heat, for reasons unknown. Logically, he had seen all types of beauties, so his self-control should not have been so weak.
After picking up the cup in front of him and taking a sip, Jiang Xiaobai drank all the lukewarm water in the cup, yet the intense heat inside him not only persisted but grew stronger.
