The Jealous Huo Hannian

The young men had rather deep facial features, deep sunken eyes, and high brow bones. They looked more like the Middle East.

They had never seen an Asian woman as beautiful and curvaceous as Wen Ruan.

All of them subconsciously licked their lips and swallowed their saliva.

"Move the speedboat over." The man called Jill rubbed his fists as he looked at Wen Ruan.

Jill was the cousin of the prince of Manchuria in the Middle East. He usually spent his time drinking and playing around.

This time, he brought his friends to the Southwind Island for a vacation. He did not expect to meet such a top-notch Asian woman on the first day.

The instant the speedboat approached, Wen Ruan woke up with a start.

Wen Ruan frowned as she watched the men jump over from another speedboat.

Jill and the others had drunk quite a bit of wine, and there was a hint of smoke in their eyes.

Looking at Wen Ruan's eyes, his eyeballs almost fell out.