Murong Fenghua, feeling the man's fiery gaze, blushed and subconsciously squeezed her legs together.
"Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?"
Murong Fenghua said with some reserve.
"Of course not! Besides, Sister Fenghua, you're truly beautiful. This dress looks perfect on you."
"The skin on your exposed shoulders and chest is also as smooth as fine jade."
"And this dress is tailored so well, it accentuates your curves to the utmost."
"Not to mention this belt around your waist, it's not just beautiful, it also fully displays your slender waist."
Zhang Xiaomeng gave his critique seriously, with a sincere look on his face.
Being directly appraised and complimented on her beauty by a man, Murong Fenghua felt both proud and shy.
"You're too smooth with sweet talk. You've probably deceived lots of women."
Not daring to meet Zhang Xiaomeng's intense gaze, Murong Fenghua said with her head down.
