Although the entertainment industry is full of beautiful women, and scantily clad ones are not few, it was still the first time he looked at a woman from such an angle.
He couldn't help but recall that night when she blossomed under him, her exquisite figure, and skin as white as snow.
This made him blush even further.
Zhuang Xuejun was his first woman, nearly thirty years into his life, and that night was his only time.
Such temptation is deadly for a nearly thirty-year-old man.
He dared not look anymore, fearing he might lose control.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, a line from the cheesy romance novel he read last night popped into his mind.
So he suddenly leaned down, closed the distance with Zhuang Xuejun, tilted his face, and sighed near her ear, "Woman, you're playing with fire."
Wait, wasn't this line not a cheesy romance dialogue?
Oh well, as long as it works.
