Although Shangguan Bing’er was only 16 years old, but her body was quite well developed. Wearing that tight fitting leotard accentuated her beautiful curves, causing Zhou Weiqing to gulp down large amounts of saliva, and his gaze couldn’t help but wander a little.
“Hey, what are you looking at?” Shangguan Bing’er flushed a little, slapping his shoulder. “You walk in front, you’re not allowed to stare.” Zhou Weiqing’s scorching gaze had made her a little flurried.
Zhou Weiqing’s heart was racing, and he couldn’t help but think to himself. Such an amazingly beautiful girl, and she had already been mine? That day… why can’t I remember anything? How sad.