Leng Youchen watched the amazement in her eyes, which was unlike the displeasure she had when being watched by others earlier. Instead, there was an indescribable joy; he turned away lightly, proudly saying, "You're just realizing it now?"
Wei Anning hurried to catch up, "Yes, yes, I was blind to it."
Leng Youchen glanced at her. She was wearing a red riding outfit, her slender waist was barely a grip, adding a touch of sexy to her handsome appearance. He said hoarsely, "You're not bad either."
Wei Anning was immediately flattered by his compliment, feeling a little light-headed. She modestly said, "Actually, riding gear has to be custom-made. The set at home fits better; this one is just passable."
Leng Youchen's gaze lingered on her chest for three seconds, and he suddenly felt a bit dry in the mouth. He followed her words, "It is indeed just passable."
