Ye Tian walked side by side with Murong Beibei, attracting quite a few glances.
Murong Beibei appeared gentle and gracious, with a noble temperament.
The elegant evening gown she wore was especially eye-catching.
Ye Tian couldn't help but glance at Murong Beibei's chest, its fullness unusually captivating.
Ye Tian took several scrutinizing glances, feeling particularly pleased.
Murong Beibei giggled flirtatiously, casting a charming glance at Ye Tian, "Have you seen enough? If you like, I've said before, as long as you help me, I'm willing to give myself to you without any reservation."
Ye Tian broke out in a cold sweat.
This woman was truly a living enchantress.
Ye Tian coughed awkwardly, deliberately looking around.
The surrounding scenery was quite nice, especially beautiful.
"Mr. Ye, what's wrong? Weren't you very interested in me just now? Why suddenly leave me cold?"
Ye Tian was speechless.
Murong Beibei's coaxing was hard to resist.
