The librarian was a woman in her thirties, slightly attractive, with fair skin and a nice figure, sitting there in a dress, one leg crossed over the other, and a low-cut neckline revealing a swath of white.
Li Fei approached her and said, "Hey beauty, help me get a library card!"
The woman glanced at him and said indifferently, "Your ID and a hundred yuan deposit!"
Li Fei grunted, took out his ID, and handed her a hundred yuan.
The librarian leaned forward to receive it. Li Fei took a glimpse and was dazzled by the whiteness before his eyes.
"What are you staring at?" The woman noticed his gaze and glared at him angrily.
Li Fei thought to himself that she was a real tigress and, not wanting to offend her, quickly turned his face away.
The librarian quickly processed the library card, threw his ID and the card at him, then turned away, facing to the side.
