Seeing Gu Xiangyi and Xu Xiangbei's bewildered expressions, realizing they were stunned by her words, Ouyang Jiahui got smug, pulled out a cigarette from the pack on the coffee table, lit it, and blew a smoke ring, her long white legs crossing lightly like a socialite.
As she crossed her legs, Xu Xiangbei caught a glimpse of a faint pink underneath.
Last night, when helping Ouyang Jiahui take off her strapless dress, Xu Xiangbei had already realized the beauty loved red. However, the charming redness was seductive and lingering even now.
Xu Xiangbei's subtle glance under the skirt didn't escape Ouyang Jiahui's beautiful eyes, and she pouted, rebuking, "What are you looking at? Didn't you see it last night, is it really that nice?"
Xu Xiangbei laughed awkwardly, wanting to mock her with a few words, but was glared at by Gu Xiangyi, whose gaze seemed filled with murderous intent, questioning what he did with her last night.
