The smooth lines of her legs, enveloped by the soft texture of her tights, perfectly embodied the beauty of opaque black.
It was a combination of girlish, youthful energy and a hint of unwitting allure.
This was precisely the kind of sight Shen Yuan found impossible to resist.
His breath hitched subconsciously, and his heart began to race.
This was a continuation of the lasting impression left by the "reward for a good performance" from that afternoon.
Shen Yuan started to wonder what the "further reward" would be.
Li Zhi noticed his blatant stare, and a blush immediately crept up her fair neck.
She shot Shen Yuan a playfully scolding glance, but unlike before, she didn't deliberately look away. Instead, she straightened her back slightly, her delicate chin rising just a little in a prim gesture.
"What are you looking at!" she demanded, her voice laced with a deliberate, coy imperiousness in an attempt to mask her inner flutter.
