Liu Chang'an and Bai Hui, who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, walked downstairs.
Bai Hui had a sweet, pretty face, but a fullness to her figure rarely seen in girls her age, making it easy to stir desire.
The contrast between her face and figure gave her a captivating charm—the kind that was both innocent and seductive.
Girls like that often gave people the wrong impression. Any casual movement they made could seem alluring, and because of that pure face, men around them often imagined things: Such a pure girl is striking such a sexy pose right in front of me. Is she deliberately trying to seduce me?
Qin Yanan's figure was even more exaggerated than Bai Hui's. Even stretching, softly panting, standing up, or sitting down made her seem full of charm. But men facing her had far more self-awareness. After all, her face was always calm and nearly expressionless. Ordinary people never got to see her sweet smile, so she did not send the wrong signals.
"Oh, right. That sheep that came running over to kick you that night often shows up around here. I've gotten pretty familiar with it from playing with it," Bai Hui said. She had even posted photos of herself with the sheep, and An Nuan had liked them. If Liu Chang'an had been beside An Nuan when she liked the post, An Nuan would very likely have deliberately shown him Bai Hui's feed, then tested whether his attention would shift from the sheep to Bai Hui's chest, legs, or somewhere else.
"What's so fun about that sheep? Its wool has been shaved until it looks like a patch of rotten turf, and it's even got a plastic bag over its backside." Apparently, Zhu Juntang had not yet gone around boasting that she could