A Little Schizophrenic
Her conservative clothes had become rumpled from all the contact and rubbing along the way.
Yet rather than diminishing her beauty, it gave her a different kind of disheveled allure.
One button at her chest had been rubbed open.
Through the slightly parted collar, a glimpse of fair skin and a captivating curve showed faintly, enough to set one's imagination running wild.
She was truly beautiful. Northern Europe's Number One Beauty was a title she deserved.
Good-looking. Loved looking. Wanted to fuck.
Catherine noticed Shen Wuxiao's gaze and looked down.
"Mm..."
She hurriedly raised a hand to cover herself and turned away.
Quickly fastening her buttons again.
The blush on that peerlessly beautiful face burned even hotter.
Shen Wuxiao truly deserved to be called a Lustful Ghost.
At a time like this, he still did not forget to look.
He was really bad enough.
Only after fixing herself up did she turn back around.
Her gaze fell upon Shen Wuxiao's face as well.
This bastard was truly bad, but... but he really was so handsome.
No wonder so many women were obsessed with him.
Never mind how exaggerated things were back home—even here in Northern Europe, the Young Ladies of several great Lineages treated him as an idol.
They were even stalker fans.
They had life-size Shen Wuxiao body pillows and posted photos in their social circles' forums to show them off, calling him their husband. Perverts!
They all said that no one in the Shen Family line was unattractive. Those genes were truly powerful.
Unlike the Zeta Family.
Her eldest brother was fat, her second brother was skinny, and only she was beautiful beyond reason.
Because of that, people always suspected she was an illegitimate daughter.
Catherine suddenly realized her thoughts had wandered off track.
She