章節 104: Volume 2, Chapter 42 She Hates Me

I clung to Lin Zefeng in an unseemly embrace when we both looked back, and then I blinked, beginning to feel inferior again.

The real beauty is here, how many times stronger than the feigned beauty I had put on. Wearing a red midi dress made of some soft fabric cling to her body, vaguely outlining her lethal curves, the high-waisted design with a golden belt would have looked vulgar on someone else but looked noble on her, her black hair loosely pinned up appearing casual yet with a languid grace.

Yuan Ai, such a woman was indeed a standout, who probably, if transported to ancient times, would be the type capable of bringing disaster upon a nation. The so-called ultimate sexiness should be just like her—embodying the untouchable essence of a Holy Girl, yet her face and figure were enough to set minds wandering, right?