"Ah, hello there. Hannah..." Casio nodded.
Perhaps because of Old Mack's reminder earlier, he scanned Hannah with his eyes. He noticed that her gaze was constantly lingering on his solid pectoral muscles and his sturdy waist, occasionally sliding unintentionally to the inside of his strong thighs.
"..." Casio was startled. Now, he somewhat understood how those pretty girls felt when they were ogled by men on the streets. His feelings were complicated and shy, mixed with anger.
"I didn't expect Coach Li Wei to remember my name."
Hannah squinted and chuckled, her lips glowing with a peachy luster, her face faintly showing a hint of flirtatiousness.
"Ah? Coach, you seem to have gotten taller and more muscular."
Her subtlety bordered on intrusive as her gaze swept over him.
"Damn it!"
Casio cursed inwardly, pretended not to hear, and moved on quickly. He could sense this woman trying to bewitch him.
Of course, perhaps 'bewitching' is a bit too much.
