Lin Fei had no idea what was going through Li Xiaoyan's mind.
As Li Xiaoyan sized him up, Lin Fei's gaze never left her either.
Li Xiaoyan was wearing a jade-green blouse and a pair of light blue jeans, her hair tied in a thick braid. Her attire had a rustic vibe, but she didn't look plain at all; on the contrary, she radiated a unique charm.
Li Xiaoyan stood about 1.65 meters tall, with a great figure—busty, with long legs and a slender waist. Her long legs, coupled with her delicate face, made her a renowned beauty in the surrounding villages.
Li Xiaoyan's figure was curvaceous, her chest and buttocks prominently accentuated—especially her long legs and pert behind, wrapped tightly in jeans, which held a fatal attraction for strapping young men like Lin Fei.
Li Xiaoyan didn't mind being stared at by Lin Fei; instead, she deliberately puffed up her chest, flaunting her arrogant curves for all to see.
"Damn, women these days..."
