Looking up, Wang Fei was wearing a green turtleneck sweater today, her snowy white neck accentuated beautifully, matched with a black leather skirt on her lower body. Her slender legs were wrapped in black stockings, exuding a mysterious and enticing aura.
Every time I see this woman, there's always a refreshing feeling.
Qi Yun's gaze quickly glanced away, then turned to look at the bracelet on Wang Fei's wrist, which was the Honeycomb Bracelet previously bought from him.
It added an extra touch of nobility to her elegant temperament.
"Brother Qi, you're here, please sit down." Wang Fei said softly, her voice like silk, tender and lingering.
Qi Yun nodded slightly, walked into the elegant room, and sat in the chair opposite Wang Fei.
"What are you looking for me for? You even insist on meeting in person."
After a few interactions, the relationship between the two gradually became more familiar, so Qi Yun spoke less formally with her.
