"It seems Master Jiang, you have agreed. Come, let me toast with tea instead of wine, to your honor."
Li Xiangfang's face showed a pleased smile, as she took the initiative to move forward and personally fill Jiang Dali's cup to the brim with tea. As she bent over, a careless flash of snow-white peeked from the relatively open neckline, paired with a green jade gold pendant hanging from her neck, bewitching the eye.
Suddenly, Jiang Dali reached out and firmly grabbed Li Xiangfang's wrist, which rivaled the snow in its fairness.
"Master Jiang!?"
Li Xiangfang's expression flashed with shock, her eyes revealing a mixture of panic and shyness.
She was very clear about what expression to show at this time to excite and thoroughly enthrall a man.
However, at this moment, Jiang Dali was only staring intensely into her eyes, until the panic and shyness in Li Xiangfang's eyes could no longer be maintained and gradually faded, causing an unexplainable unease and fear in her heart.
