Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
This was the first time Shen Sibai had seen what snow-white skin and jade-like skin meant.
Under the woman’s snow-white skin color, the jade-white dress really showed a jade color. It was not the white he had seen in the past.
His gaze fell on her slender figure again.
“Why didn’t Mr. Shen come in?”
Turning her head, Xia Ling looked at him with a smile.
She curved her lips and walked in front of him again.
“Mr. Shen, although it’s safe here, it’s also to prevent others from secretly taking photos. It’s better to come in quickly, right?”
The elegant fragrance of a woman enveloped Shen Sibai.
Her slender white hands pulled open the door and turned her body to the side.
Looking at her up close, she was even more beautiful, like a flawless piece of jade.
Shen Sibai’s eyes darkened again.
When he heard her voice, that numbness surged in his body.
He walked into the private room.
He found a seat and sat down.
“Mr. Shen, the preparations were a little rushed, so I can only let you make do here. If you neglect me, Mr. Shen, please forgive me.”
With a smile, Xia Ling looked at Shen Sibai opposite her.
A Balenciaga black t-shirt was paired with black pants. He was dressed in a cool black ascetic style. His hair was dyed a light brown color and combed back.
The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His long legs were slender.
This was a kind of mature man with a hint of laziness.
Xia Ling’s eyes moved, and Shen Sibai, who was being watched by her, also looked at her with a profound gaze.
“Miss Dirtiness, you’re too kind. What happened yesterday was a piece of cake. But… Miss Dirtiness, how did you get my WeChat? I’m really curious about this question today.”
Xia Ling was stunned.
“This is because I saw Mr. Shen Register the information yesterday.”
“I have a better memory. Maybe I’ve memorized too many scripts, so I’m sensitive to this kind of information and have a photographic memory.”
The waiter knocked on the door and brought in tea and snacks.
Shen Sibai: “Photographic memory? That’s really enviable.”
Xia Ling ordered a pot of fruit tea.
The sour and sweet taste was the specialty of this place.
“Mr. Shen, try it. The fruit tea here is the best in Shanghai. ”
She poured a cup for Shen Sibai and sent it over.
“Thank you.”
Shen Sibai raised his hand to receive it.
His slender hand accidentally touched the woman’s finger.
Her finger was warm, gentle and delicate.
“Mr. Shen…”
Xia Ling’s lips trembled slightly as she looked at Shen Sibai.
At this moment, the man’s deep gaze was like an ocean with a hidden surge.
In that deep gaze, there was a light that made one’s heart tremble.
There was the woman’s elegant fragrance in his nose, and in front of him was the woman’s gradually blushing face.
From the moment he entered the room, the woman’s clear and melodious voice seemed to be his favorite type.
It was very seductive, relaxing and tightening.
The man’s slender hand tightened, and for some reason, it covered the woman’s hand. He could not help but shake it.
“Mr. Shen!”
Xia Ling pulled her hand back and sat calmly.
Her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered, and her cheeks blushed again.
“I have a boyfriend.”
She said in a low voice, and then she smiled.
“Mr. Shen, try the fruit tea in this house. ”
She looked normal, but Shen Sibai could hear the uneasiness in her voice.
Women were old people in the circle, so they were not that pure.
But looking at her, Shen Sibai felt a little impetuous.
“I offended you just now,” Shen Sibai said lightly. His slender hand went over and picked up his cup.
The fruit tea was sour and sweet. It was indeed delicious.
But…
