"Does it look good?" Xue Bing stared at Lu Tianxing, a cold sneer curling at the corner of her mouth.
"Looks great. If I could personally feel it, that'd be even better. After all, seeing isn't as good as experiencing firsthand. Who knows if it's all natural or artificially enhanced."
Lu Tianxing nodded earnestly, his gaze still showing no intention of shifting away.
Xue Bing was instantly furious. This bastard had not only looked, but he also wanted to touch with his hands, and he even doubted whether her chest was real. She could tolerate it no longer; did he really think she was made of mud?
"You bastard, how dare you take advantage of me, go to hell!"
Xue Bing felt like she was about to explode. With a roar, she delivered a fierce side kick towards Lu Tianxing's head.
The fierce kick seemed to tear the very air apart.
