Unlike Han Xian Yu's figure that had undergone a strict fitness regimen, every contour of that man's body had an explosive force and unrulinessit was as perfect as a work of art, especially since she noticed some remnants of lust for him still lingering in herself. But the man's eyes were as cold as ice that would never melt...
Damn... am I really drunk?
There were so many good-looking people here, yet she was fantasizing about Si Ye Han's ***** body and that time he forced himself onto her like he wanted to devour her entire being...
Stop stop stop! STOP!
Ye Wanwan shook her head hard to get rid of those provocative images in her head.
On the other side, Han Xian Yu returned after swimming a few laps and walked towards her with droplets of water dripping from his body.
Ye Wanwan passed him the towel that was on the seat next to her.
"Thanks," Han Xian Yu took the white towel and quickly wiped his body. Then he got the waiter to get him a glass of red wine.
Han Xian Yu had just sat down when a woman in a red dress with big curls strode towards the both of them like an enchanting witch in her high-heels.
The woman stroked Han Xian Yu's abs without a word, easily accomplishing something all the girls at the party wanted to do but couldn't.
"Aiya, Little angel Xian Yu, your bod's getting better!"
Han Xian Yu, who had just been taken advantage of, looked speechless when he saw this woman. "Xin-jie!"
Ye Wanwan was already a little tipsy at this point, so when she saw a delightful beauty walking towards her, her eyes lit up.
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