Back to the changing room.
She peeled off her workout gear and, looking at the devilish figure in the mirror, Wen Ruan flashed a row of neat, pearly white teeth.
Then she murmured to herself in a low voice, "It was nice to meet you, Tang Song."
After today's interaction, she had a more complete understanding of Tang Song.
He had finally gone from being just a skinny online acquaintance to a friend.
A height of over one meter eighty, a well-proportioned and healthy body, with handsome features.
Especially when he smiled, his lips red and teeth white, very attractive.
In terms of appearance, he was a great guy and matched her aesthetic perfectly.
25 years old, doesn't smoke, doesn't drink heavily, practical and serious in his dealings, mild-mannered and reserved, loves sports, has executive ability...
He had a fresh and natural breath, no strange body odors, dressed nicely, and had good-looking hair...
Long and fair fingers, with neat, smooth, and shiny nails...
