Zhao Yuexue was Wang Yu's beloved little sister, and the feelings between them were of kinship. No matter how sexy she might dress, her brother would never have any indecent thoughts.
As for Liu Jiayi, well, that was a different story.
Without further ado, Wang Yu launched an unabashed visual assault, leaving Liu Jiayi's face flushed to the neck.
But while she might have blushed, deep down Liu Jiayi actually felt quite proud. If one didn't have a good figure, not even going nude would spark a man's interest.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beauty before?"
Liu Jiayi chided Wang Yu coyly, her face red as she walked over to the sofa in the living room and sat across from him. She pulled her clothes up a bit and then smiled and nodded at Zhao Yuexue.
Zhao Yuexue returned the smile and then lowered her gaze to herself, her face filled with confusion. Why did Brother Wang Yu look at her like a wolf, yet seemed unmoved by her?
