Zhu Zhuqing sat to one side.
Her gaze fell on the hand resting over Ning Rongrong's waist. Her face felt as though it had been scorched by fire, heat spreading from her ears all the way down her neck, leaving even her fingertips faintly numb.
She watched Li Qinglian's hand slide down along Ning Rongrong's waistline, his fingertips lightly kneading the curve between her waist and hips through the thin fabric of her dress. The motion was not forceful, yet it carried an intimacy that made Zhu Zhuqing unable to sit still.
She wanted nothing more than to find a hole and crawl into it on the spot, but she had no idea where to look and could only lower her head.
Rongrong was way too bold!
Zhu Zhuqing felt as though the world had turned into something she could no longer understand!
Li Qinglian really was outstanding, but that did not mean she had to offer herself up the moment they met, did it?
Zhu Zhuqing's face was even redder than Ning Rongrong's.
She had originally thought Ning Rongrong was just here to get acquainted with Li Qinglian, like she was.
But her best friend... this, this, this was appropriate, right?
It was only their first meeting, and she was already tempting Li Qinglian like this.
And those suggestive words—Zhu Zhuqing could never say them herself.
That was clearly an invitation to Li Qinglian...
"Ahhh..."
If I'd known, I wouldn't have come with Rongrong.
I knew Rongrong had always wanted to be with Li Qinglian, but I never thought she would dare to do this...
Zhu Zhuqing rested both hands on her thighs, each moment feeling like a year.
She was both embarrassed and anxious.
What she was wearing was even more provocative than Ning Rongrong's outfit.
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