Luo Qingli's appearance was beautiful in a sensual way, and at that moment, her flirtatious eyes, rosy cheeks, and dimple at the corner of her lips exuded innocence.
Thus, the paradoxical combination was devastatingly seductive and attractive.
The ink-black hair strands had unknowingly fallen loose, accentuating the charm of her face.
Her abdomen tightened. It appeared that even a gentleman could have a dark and seductive side.
That was just like Gu Yuying. Although courteous and refined, he, too, was a normal man.
"Qingqing, you're... incredibly tempting like this. It's hard for me to resist. Are you trying to lead me into temptation?" Gu Yuying laid next to Luo Qingli. Despite the barrier of the quilt, it couldn't obstruct his already restless heart.
Every word and sentence was so light, so soft, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere.
"Mister, don't sleep next to me!" Luo Qingli bit her lip. Only she knew how fast her heart was beating.
