She hadn't finished speaking when Xu Xiaoqing suddenly froze, realizing what Ning Fan had actually been "appreciating"—it turned out that while she had been diligently teaching him, this man before her had been admiring her body.
An immense fury seemed to rise from within Xu Xiaoqing, her face flushed with a hint of red, a fleeting look of shame in her eyes, quickly overtaken by accumulated anger.
"What are you looking at?!"
Xu Xiaoqing scolded coquettishly and immediately covered Ning Fan's wandering eyes with her hand.
In front of those eyes, Xu Xiaoqing always felt as if she had been stripped bare—not only was she angry, but also somewhat shy, although the latter was something she would never admit.
Now she only showed an angry expression, glaring fiercely at Ning Fan, ready to settle the score with him properly.
How dare he peep at her body without her permission, pervert!
"Do you like what you see?"
"Nice... well... huh?!"
