Her waist was slim, her hips full and round. Her hair at the tips was lightly curled, skin pale and fair. Every smile, every frown, an irresistible tease to every eye.
An Xiuru was like a swan, her slender legs glowed with the healthy color of a pallid white fish-belly. Water droplets clinging to them slid down her smooth skin, leaving many men fantasizing about licking them - especially the ones who were planning to hit on her. However, the sight of her taking the initiative to greet Tang Zheng filled their hearts with disappointment.
With a loud splash, Tang Zheng dove into the pool and began to dog paddle a short distance.
"What on earth are you doing?" An Xiuru jumped into the pool and laid herself beside him, smiling at Tang Zheng. "Are you telling me you really can't swim?"
A series of snickers spread through the pool. Men jealously eyed An Xiuru and envied Tang Zheng. Among them, a few members of the men's swim team, in particular, laughed out very loud.
