Chapter 71
Bmitey looked at Charmine fretfully; she was
overwhelmed with anxiety.
What was Charmine’s plan? Could she turn water into
wine? This was next to impossible.
Meanwhile, Tiffany was seated on a flamingo, a sweet
smile adorning her face as she did. She looked like an
ethereal fairy, protected and unaware of the ongoings
around her.
The avocado green and pink-colored flamingos made
a perfect match. The combination looked so
aesthetically pleasing that one could almost forget
about the midsummer heat. 1
In contrast, Charmine’s large red top paired with a
loose-fitting skirt kept her covered up tightly. Both her
chest and legs could not be seen. How could she best
Tiffany at this rate?
Everyone present was curious, but the nonchalant
Charmine merely turned to ask Tiffany, “Are you sure
you want to sit there i n this manner? Won’t you
regret it?” 1
“Yes. Why not? Can’t you think of any poses to match
mine?” Tiffany replied.
Though it was not so obvious, Tiffany’s reply was
laced with sarcasm. 1
Hmph. Was this even a challenge? Charmine merely
sighed and held her tongue. She swung her legs over
the same flamingo and sat right behind Tiffany.
Although the flamingo was laying horizontally,
Charmine could not spread her legs as wide as
Tiffany did. After all, her long skirt was clipped
between her thighs and she gave off a stuffy image.
It looked like Charmine would lose this time. The
crowd sighed. 1
Unexpectedly, Charmine reached out and held
Tiffany’s shoulders. Face entirely stoic yet elegant, she
shifted her weight toward that hand. Somehow, she
managed to do this in a graceful and elegant manner.
The crowd was astounded. Charmine’s pose basically
turned Tiffany into a mere coffee table! 1
What a move!
Charmine looked at the crowd and said, ” Let’s
shoot.”
The cameraman regained his senses and immediately
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