"What's so interesting to look at?"
Ning Fan said with a straight face, "I still prefer petite little buns."
Seeing Xu Xiaoqing, blushing and silent, Ning Fan smirked inwardly, "You want to compete with me, little girl? You're still a bit too green."
Before long, Rose appeared in a purple dress, lazily sitting across from Ning Fan,
Revealing two long, fair, beautiful legs beneath the wide skirt hem.
Although her legs were crossed, they lacked the frivolity of a casual posture, adding a touch of unique charm instead.
Especially when her toes playfully tapped, causing the skirt to sway slightly, one could glimpse a hint of mystery deep within the folds.
"This woman really has some skills; every move exudes endless allure."
By the way, through that tiny gap, Ning Fan's eyesight once again performed a miraculous feat; purple thong.
Rose, taking in Ning Fan's expression, then said to Xu Xiaoqing, "Second Miss Xu, what brings you here?"
