The man listened patiently as the woman finished speaking, and then smiled slightly: "Good girl."
As he turned around in that instant, a pair of amber eyes reflected a cold and distant light.
...
The parking lot was dimly lit and slightly damp.
Song Yi sat in the car, touching up her makeup in the mirror.
After applying lipstick, Song Yi glanced at her clothes, frowned, and felt something was amiss.
She tilted her head slightly in the mirror, suddenly raised an eyebrow, pulled her clothes down a bit, revealing smooth shoulders.
Her skin was glowing and fair.
She thought for a moment, took out perfume from her bag, sprayed some in the car, but felt the scent was too deliberate.
She opened the car door, fanned it a couple of times holding the door, and smelled a faint fragrance, refreshing her spirit.
Only then did she nod in satisfaction, tugging her skirt up a bit, revealing more of her long legs.
