Because it was rush hour, it took Liu Sanming more than forty minutes to catch a taxi to the Guangfeng Grand Hotel.
He followed the waiter's directions to the reserved private room.
The moment he opened the door and saw Li Nanhu inside, Liu Sanming couldn't help but feel his heart flutter slightly.
Li Nanhu stood before him, sensual and noble, with a touch of modern style mixed in with her innocence.
Her face was flushed with a rosy dimple, charming eyes that sparkled, a snow-white delicate neck, and barely contained white bosom swelling out from her low-cut dress...
The design of this black low-cut dress truly satisfies a man's visual cravings.
The light, thin fabric and the two slender shoulder straps rippled with the slight movement of her bosom, evoking a beauty as if her feather dress might slip off.
As Li Nanhu walked over, the irregularly slit and folded skirt hem on the black fabric made her snow-white legs look even more graceful, drawing attention.
