Tang Feng was a man, and although he knew that staring at a woman like this wasn't very polite, the woman was so beautiful that he couldn't help himself.
When Gao Jingyao saw Tang Feng's burning gaze reflecting off a bucket, her face felt slightly warm.
This young man isn't that old, yet he's quite forward-thinking.
Nonchalantly turning around, she handed the water to Tang Feng.
"Thank you."
Tang Feng looked at her slender fingers with flesh, thinking they were just too perfect.
Such hands could be a top model for hand advertisements.
"Do they look good?"
Gao Jingyao wasn't angry about Tang Feng's peculiar gaze; to her, he was just a vigorous young man.
If he had felt nothing for her, that would be abnormal.
It seemed this kid was a bit too bold.
Tang Feng subconsciously nodded, "Indeed, they are very beautiful."
Uh!
Only when he saw Gao Jingyao's smiling face did he realize he had lost his composure.
