Narrowing his eyes, Ling Tian rested against the big rock, fantasizing about the feel of his hands roaming around Xiao YanXue's bare skin. With a vulgar expression on his face and a long strand of drool hanging from his mouth, our young noble Ling lifted his head up...
Xiao YanXue walked over slowly, wiping her head of wet hair. In the lush greenery of the forest around them, it further amplified the glow and bearing of Xiao YanXue's skin, causing the hearts of any who looked to be mesmerized. She crept behind Ling Tian, wanting to give him a good scare, but she suddenly found out that there was something wrong with his face, and with him muttering incessantly to himself, she could not help but feel curious.
