After observing Liu Chen'ang's athletic outfit up close, Su Bai more or less understood why she was dressed so heavily.
Earlier on the mountain, inside the Koenigsegg sports car, Su Bai had personally experienced Liu Chen'ang's cute-girl form.
Those fair, tender calves and arms as smooth as lotus roots—every inch of skin displayed the charm of a girl in her blooming years, and the curve of her inner arms invited all sorts of fantasies.
Her waist was like a willow branch in March, supple yet resilient.
And there was that elegant, swanlike neck.
Even paired with short hair and masculine clothing, she still possessed far too much girlish beauty.
Wearing short sleeves and shorts really did make it easy to expose her identity.
What Su Bai did not know was that, ever since what she had experienced with him, Liu Chen'ang's femininity had become increasingly pronounced, making her even more captivating than before.
She had gone home two days ago and had even been interrogated by her mother under suspicious scrutiny because of it.
Thankfully, her mother had not checked her physical condition. Otherwise...
Liu Chen'ang still felt a little frightened afterward.
But when she was truly standing beside Su Bai, out on the sports field, she did not seem quite so anxious anymore.
Maybe being with Su Bai simply made people feel relaxed and happy by nature.
Liu Chen'ang trusted her own judgment of people.
"Let's first practice the basic forehand swing..."
She began explaining tennis's basic techniques to Su Bai, looking very excited.
Such a scene was quite rare in Liu Chen'ang's life.
She came from a prominent family to begin with and had few friends she could truly open up to. What was more, boys found her temperament strange and did not like hanging out with her.