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It had to be said that beauties—especially exceptional beauties—were rare resources in any world.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing were all exceptional even among exceptional beauties, each possessing her own unique charm.
Xiao Wu had a slender waist, her hair tied into a scorpion braid that hung down her back. Her large eyes gleamed with lively intelligence, and her entire body radiated youthful energy and vitality.
Ning Rongrong wore her hair short to her ears. Her complexion was fair, and her features were dignified and gentle, with a faint smile at the corners of her lips. During the time she had spent with Yang Ming and the others, she had long since shed her young lady's temper. Every gesture of hers carried the air of a virtuous lady.
As for Zhu Zhuqing, there was even less need to mention her. Though still young, she was already remarkably well-developed. Even girls older than her paled in comparison. She was practically walking hormones. As she made her way through the classroom, she drew all sorts of looks, though most of the boys' gazes were astonishingly uniform—they all landed on her ample chest.
Yet now, these three distinctive girls were either seated beside Yang Ming or at the desks in front of and behind him.
Zhu Zhuqing's aloof, ice-cold beauty was one thing, but Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had kept their eyes on Yang Ming the entire time.
Just tell me, wasn't that infuriating?
Every man dreamed of living surrounded by beautiful women, but the moment they saw another man living that kind of life, the blazing flames of jealousy in their hearts would immediately ignite!
At that moment, the teacher had yet to arrive. The classroom had briefly fallen silent because of Yang Ming and the others'