The Great Nine Provinces Will Be Victorious

"How can those stinky men compare to you, Ye Xiao? With your face, I don't know how many men you're better than."

Ms. Wang stretched her foot over again. Through the silk stockings, it was clear that her toes were painted with blue nail polish.

As expected, those who painted such bright and unorthodox nail polish had a more open personality.

Ye Xiao remembered that there seemed to be a description in a certain classic masterpiece.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiao had already quietly finished reading the book without leaving a trace, so Ms. Wang did not touch him. Ye Xiao had already closed the book and stood up.

He put the book back onto the bookshelf.

"Ms. Wang, sometimes, letting go is also a kind of relief."

After saying that, Ye Xiao turned around and left, leaving Ms. Wang stunned on the spot.