"I'm not talking about that kind of liking, it's another meaning, purely admiration! Do you understand?"
Ji Bingran was taken aback for a moment, then turned red with shame and quickly explained.
"Oh!"
Xia Bei was a bit disappointed.
Thinking about it again, Aunt Yirong is so mature and beautiful, with a cold and proud personality, her standards must be incredibly high. How could she possibly like a mere eighteen-year-old boy!
"Dr. Ji, then I should leave."
The mature beauty in front of him glistened brightly, captivating his soul to the point where he was afraid he couldn't hold himself back any longer. He hurriedly stood up, planning to wash his face in the bathroom and escape quickly.
Everything that happened just now made him feel very guilty towards Yirong!
"Stay!"
A cold shout came as Ji Bingran sat up, "Don't go yet, I want to experiment a bit to see if I'm completely normal." As she spoke, she looked at the tall tent, her fiery gaze laced with a touch of desire.
