The weather had already turned to autumn, yet the girl was still wearing a black, shoulder-baring camisole with only a cape-styled shrug draped over it, revealing her glistening collarbones and a glimpse of smooth, glossy skin, suggestive and manipulative.
Her lower half was clad in a short skirt paired with black stockings. Her legs weren't extraordinarily long, but were proportionate and straight. With the help of high heels and the sheen of the stockings, not to mention her coquettish hip-swaying as she walked, her sultry allure practically spilled from the screen.
To be fair, in terms of looks alone, this girl was just a bit better than Wang Ying, and not on the same level as Jiang Mo at all. Even Cindy from Jiang Province had more attractive features than her.
But that inherent, vibrant "seductiveness" she exuded only made Brother Jie, who always sat quietly, stare wide-eyed.
