"Xiao Li, you're so beautiful..." Wang Dadong gently brushed Xiao Li's hair with his hand, inhaling the faint fragrance of her shampoo. He spoke with a dazed expression.
"Th-then, between me and Yiyang, who's prettier?" Xiao Li asked shyly.
"You're just as beautiful as Yiyang," Wang Dadong replied.
Even though Xiao Li knew Wang Dadong was just saying it to make her happy, she couldn't help but show a hint of joy on her face.
This was a common trait of women: even if they knew compliments weren't entirely truthful, they still felt happy when praised.
The two locked eyes, emotions swirling between them. Even the air seemed to carry a strange and enchanting atmosphere.
"Ding Dong!"
The doorbell to the guest room rang.
Before they could react, the doorknob began to turn, as if the person outside could open the door directly.
Moments later, a slightly unsteady Li Qin walked in.
"Oh no." Seeing Li Qin, Xiao Li immediately felt her chest tighten.
