"Anyway, any man who sees you just wants to sleep with you." Mu Wanxue chuckled softly, whispering near Song Yi's ear, "Do you think those men will be jealous of me?"
Song Yi gently nudged Mu Wanxue with her elbow, turned over to face her, "Does Miss Xue Xue want me to play along?"
The woman's voice quivered slightly, filled with laughter, wild and seductive in the night.
The fragrance lingered between their breaths.
Song Yi, this woman, is alluring and gentle. She's not entirely delicate; there's a clear pride in her bones, mixed with a sense of being both dashing and wild.
A woman like this is both captivating and damn hard to conquer.
Even women can find themselves charmed by this enchanting figure. Thunder roared outside, while there were heartbeats inside, impossible to distinguish who they belonged to.
"Song Yi, quit it. I'm not a man." Mu Wanxue pushed her away, "Keep away from me, you vixen."
Song Yi lightly pursed her lips, "Just teasing you."
