After getting into the car, Wang Jingman didn't rush to start it. Instead, she turned to Chen Yang and asked, "Chen Yang, where should we go to eat? You choose the restaurant since I'm not familiar with this area."
"Um... I'm fine with anything, you pick."
Chen Yang thought about it, realizing there wasn't anything particularly appealing, so he left the choice of place up to Wang Jingman.
Wang Jingman smiled faintly, didn't say much, and simply started the engine and left.
Sitting in the car, Chen Yang's gaze was somewhat restless.
He kept unconsciously glancing at Wang Jingman's thighs.
Wang Jingman was wearing a tight-fitting skirt that hugged her figure, paired with black stockings...
The skirt was quite short to begin with and clingy,
When she sat down, the outfit clung even tighter to her body, revealing a substantial portion of her thighs.
For a man, this was a fatal attraction.
Any man would definitely take a few glances, unable to resist.
