Just one look at Li Xiaojing and Shen Yu knew she deserved to have the Nine-tailed fox bloodline. She was a vixen thorough and thorough.
Her short dark blue hair reminded Shen Yu that he had a thing for tomboys too. Except, this woman was far from a normal tomboy.
Her rosy lips, fair skin with smooth texture, everything was suddenly so alluring. It was as if every movement of hers had charm of its own.
The final nail on the coffin was her attire. Shen Yu had gotten a habit of seeing classic xianxia dresses in this world and now seeing such a beauty wearing modern clothes was a surprise for him.
The hoodie along with her short black shorts gave her a unique charm, especially considering how the black stockings hugged her milky thighs below her black shorts.
If Nancy had not told him about her bloodline, he might have thought she possessed a succubus bloodline. She deserved to be one.
He snapped out of his daze and asked.
