Stirring Dance

"This…" Qin Wentian lowered his head and stared at the excellent creature resting her head on his thigh. Ye Qianyu had a smile on her face as she stared at the dragon boat drifting towards them from afar, she was smiling at the ice beauty on that boat. From her smile, Qin Wentian could see the hints of a playful tease within.

He couldn't help but to perspire cold sweat. This woman has gone mad.

Beiming Youhuang's expression was still as icy as ever. She naturally saw how Ye Qianyu was smiling at her. She looked at Ye Qianyu, her perfect figure simply laid beside Qin Wentian. All her contours were truly mesmerizing to the extreme. Although she was a female, Beiming Youhuang could strongly feel the charm exuded by Ye Qianyu. Let alone a male like Qin Wentian.