An Xi made no attempt to hide as she peeled off her coat, the two bodyguards immediately turning away without a glance.
It's said that witches are very beautiful, not only possessing the face of an angel but also the figure of a devil. However, such blessings were probably only for their Young Master to enjoy; they dared not entertain any thoughts about this witch.
"This clothing stinks."
"Boss, how about I wear yours, okay?"
An Xi turned, giving Li Feng a fox-like look.
"Change quickly."
Li Feng's face was stern; An Xi was getting more and more "presumptuous." An Xi pouted, "If not changing, then not changing, why are you so fierce?"
Pouting, An Xi began to leisurely put on the private guard's uniform. What could have been done in five seconds ended up taking over a minute. Reluctantly, An Xi finally fastened the buttons and cast a resentful glance at Li Feng.
