Tian Yuying swayed her hips seductively as she approached, her eyes greedily and unabashedly scanning over Mo Junhua's body.
With broad shoulders, a slender waist, and a strong, muscular arm exposed, one could only imagine what formidable physique lay underneath his military uniform. This man was a prime specimen, surely possessing incredible stamina in bed.
Thinking about the delightful pleasure, Tian Yuying unconsciously licked her lower lip, her gaze intensifying, almost wishing she could drag this man to bed right now for a wild ride.
Mo Junhua was not dead; he naturally felt Tian Yuying's gaze. He was not a novice, and saw through the covetous look in Tian Yuying's eyes, a hint of contempt flashing through his own.
After Tian Yuying finished speaking, the air seemed to be charged with tension, Mo Junhua watched the approaching Tian Yuying in silence, his deep eyes unruffled. Suddenly, he took two steps forward and stood casually.
