Xian Lin'er wore a solid-colored top, its close-fitting fabric wrapping her entire upper body. The highly elastic waistband of her skirt perfectly accentuated her slender, graceful waist with its touch of soft allure, while her smooth, long legs were even more soul-stealing.
Xian Lin'er wrapped her arms around Qian Ran's neck, her eyes filled with affection.
Like Qian Renxue, Xian Lin'er had a little softness to her body. It simply felt too comfortable.
So this was what people meant by plumpness being beautiful.
No wonder the Tang dynasty prized plumpness. There really was something to it.
Who wouldn't lose their head over this? Qian Ran certainly had.
For a young woman, a little extra flesh might not necessarily look good. But a mature woman without any softness simply lacked that particular charm.
"All right, all right. That's enough."
Xian Lin'er pushed Qian Ran away. He had already been kissing her for so long that she feared she would lose control of herself in a moment.
"Ah."
Qian Ran sighed in disappointment.
"What else do you want, you rascal? You've already taken every liberty you could." Xian Lin'er shot him a fierce glare with her beautiful eyes. Besides, someone might need to use the laboratory at any moment. If someone caught them outside it, they would have no way to explain themselves.
And how could she not know what Qian Ran wanted to do?
How could she let Qian Ran trick her into giving herself to him in such a muddle? She had not even decided what she should do in the future.
"You can't blame me for that. Who told you to be so beautiful?"
Her little hands stroked Qian Ran's eight-pack, and a gleam appeared in Xian Lin'er's eyes.
Xian Lin'er crouched down, stroking Qian Ran's abs with a