The man's direct gaze made her slightly tilt her head, and her cheeks began to warm up. She walked up to him and asked, "Do I look good?"
Leng Youchen's lips curled into a smile. He beckoned her with a finger. Wei Anning, confused, lifted her skirt and walked over, leaning in as she bent down towards him. His thin lips brushed by her ear, his hot breath swirling into her earlobe, as he whispered something highly inappropriate, "I just want to strip off your clothes; you're most beautiful when you're wearing nothing at all."
A blush rapidly spread across her pretty cheeks. She recoiled as if shocked, rubbing her itchy ear and glaring at him with annoyance, "You never say anything nice, always spouting nonsense."
Leng Youchen watched her with an enchanting smile, completely unabashed, despite the lewd remark he had just made.
