"Bro, are you nervous?"
Qin Wei'er gently arched her willow eyebrows.
At just twenty-three, she was at the prime of her youth. Even without makeup, her lips were rosy, her teeth white, and her features as if painted.
Her petit face, the size of a palm, was filled with the collagen so characteristic of a young girl. Fair, delicate, it seemed as if a pinch would squeeze out water.
Her cherry-like mouth sparkled under the light with an enticing luster.
She had a small frame and looked very svelte. But her upper body was unexpectedly full, stretching the fabric of her tiny T-shirt into a taut curve.
In the presence of such a bewitching beauty, not just any normal man like Qin Yu, even Liu Xiahui would have to kneel.
"Uh... not nervous!"
Qin Yu still had his pride, how could a big guy like himself be nervous, really, it was just his heartbeat getting a tad faster.
"Giggle... I'll go take a shower and then give you a surprise!"