Lu Yinfeng froze, then snapped back to reality.
Her cheeks flushed as she placed the egg tart on the table, but she couldn't help glancing over.
She had to admit, Mo Nanze's physique was truly top-notch.
That chest, that waist, not an inch inferior to a supermodel's.
Her gaze was caught by Mo Nanze.
He realized something too.
His look, identical to the one they shared when they were together before.
Lu Yinfeng felt her heart stir.
Mo Nanze continued to mock her coldly, "Want to keep looking? Why don't you come over, untie my towel, and have a good, long stare?"
His tone was frivolous, more brazen than Lu Yinfeng could have imagined.
He intended to scare her away with this manner, and incidentally shatter the image she held of him.
That way, Lu Yinfeng wouldn't cling to him like this anymore.
For a moment, Lu Yinfeng was at a loss, her head buried low as she hurriedly explained, "Eh, no need, sorry... It wasn't intentional..."