Xu Wendong smiled wryly and said, "What's there to be nervous about? Tomorrow thirty people will be selected, and with your ability, getting into the top thirty shouldn't be too difficult."
"But I'm just nervous!" Zhao Ying'er pouted, looking distressed, her demeanor much like a child acting spoiled.
Her red lips were slightly pursed, carrying a hint of playfulness and defiance, making one want to kiss her alluring lips.
Then, a sly glimmer flashed in her eyes as she swiftly lifted the quilt and slipped towards Xu Wendong.
Her movement was as light as a cat's, carrying an undeniable assertiveness.
Xu Wendong instantly realized that Zhao Ying'er intended to sleep with him!
"When I'm with you, I'm not nervous," Zhao Ying'er said with a cheeky smile, her cheeks blushing like the evening glow, vibrant and enchanting.
