Leh Ying had just returned with a batch of roasted yogurt when she stumbled upon this scene.
The sultry Busty Girl was seducing the Crown Prince.
Her tube dress, so low-cut that it exposed half of her bosom.
They were indeed quite large.
Standing so close, with every white curve on display beneath the Crown Prince's eyes, the libertine prince made no move to push her away. Leaning against the lamppost, he appeared languid yet casual, allowing her to seduce him unabashedly.
Inviting him to a hotel?
Would Xu Jingxi really go if she weren't there?
He was a man of vigorous desires, never getting enough, no matter how he spent his nights.
Leh Ying, with her nose tinged red, brushed past Busty Girl's shoulder and moved forward ambiguously, latching onto Xu Jingxi's arm: "Sir, let's go home."
Calling him 'Sir,' as endearing as ever.
