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Wang Ning's beautiful eyes shimmered with ripples, she dared not look at Zhao Chi, but her pretty face was flushed red. Those tender white legs tightly pressed together, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt, she appeared extremely nervous.
Clearly, Wang Ning was in the budding phase of romantic awareness. Faced with Zhao Chi's robust masculine aura, she felt her heart flutter uncontrollably.
Hearing Wang Ning's response, Zhao Chi couldn't help but curve his lips into a sly, cold smirk. Although this little girl Wang Ning had a hint of naivety, she was easier to handle compared to Hou Xiaoya.
Even so, it wasn't good to suggest going to a hotel right off the bat, as it would likely have the opposite effect and totally differ from his image as a good big brother.
