Liang Yue tilted her head to sized up the young man.
He's about 1.8 meters tall. Putting aside his face, his physique and frame are simply like a perfect work of art.
As the saying goes, true beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin.
The man was very thin. Judging from the lines of his close-fitting sweater, he should have a thin layer of muscle. His posture was neat and tidy, not as rigid as a soldier, nor too lazy or listless.
She had been staring at his back the whole way she walked.
Beautiful shoulder blades, standing out on the suit, reveal sharp lines and a slender waist. If he took off the suit, which detracted from his figure, revealing a tight-fitting sweater, one would probably want to pinch him involuntarily.
What's most amazing are her two straight and slender legs, and the fleshiest part of her body.
That butt was absolutely stunning—perky, perky, with a perfect curve, not fat or greasy at all; it had a uniquely masculine allure.
The trousers were stretched taut, no wonder he wore a long, sloppy suit.
It's probably to cover up those two buttocks, otherwise what would be the point of having those women here today?
She bet every man's eyes would be glued to those sexy ass.
Liang Yue is a body-obsessed person. When she looks at beautiful people, she habitually appreciates the body first, and then the face.
She prefers more masculine men; seeing them kneel before her gives her a greater sense of accomplishment.
The young man in front of me has a face that is too beautiful and too fair.
If someone's skin turns a wheatish tan and they have a mischievous smile, they'd make a great source of amusement.
After taking a look around, I realized this was a good place to lie down under a man and stick my butt out.
A long red thread hangs from her slender waist, with a cool jade stone dangling from the end, making her fair skin appear exceptionally beautiful.
With soft hair and wearing a pair of cat ears, her suppressed moans sound like a cat's meow, fragile yet capable of arousing the sadistic desires of a bad owner.
And the neck hidden inside the sweater collar—she dared to guess that it either had hickeys or something shameful on it.
If that long, slender swan neck were adorned with a collar—not one made of leather or metal that would ruin its beauty, but rather black lace with rubies—it would be breathtakingly beautiful.
In Liang Yue's mind, she could already see a strong man pinning Yi Mu down on the bed and fucking him hard until he cried.
Ah, how wonderful! I never expected to encounter such a top-quality treasure at such a boring banquet.
She took an elegant sip of the red wine in her glass and asked, "Tonight has been wonderful. Would you have the honor of inviting Mr. Yi to dance?"
First, lure the beauty into your arms, then have her pet have sex with her, while she captures the powerful and beautiful scene with her camera. Just thinking about it is wonderful.
Emu can dance, but he's not interested in it now.
He rejected Liang Yue, but she persisted, seemingly with great patience, relentlessly pursuing him.
Yi Mu was most afraid of people who pretended to be stupid. Just as he was having a headache, Yi Ganxian, who hadn't seen him for a long time, came to bail him out.
"Ms. Liang seems quite interested in my assistant."
The voice arrived before the person.
Liang Yue turned around, and Yi Ganxian smiled, but his eyes were full of displeasure.
The two have very similar auras; both are habitual controllers and are prone to developing hostile thoughts.
Yi Ganxian was far more shrewd than Liang Yue, a young girl who had just graduated from school. Although Liang Yue was considered outstanding among her peers, she was no match for him.
The two exchanged a glance, and stopped there.
Liang Yue saw a strong possessiveness in his eyes, towards the assistant he mentioned.
She felt a little disappointed; it turned out that the prey wasn't free-range and already had an owner.
It's not worth falling out with your family business partners for a decent-looking man.
After careful consideration, Liang Yue walked up to Yi Ganxian, smiled at him, and made a toasting gesture.
She approached Yiganxian, left a single sentence, and walked away with a light laugh.
There's some aphrodisiac in the cup, and your favorite things in the box, Mr. Yi, have fun.
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