When Luofeng turned his gaze, he was at first somewhat surprised. After all, her outfit consisted of a pair of white, tight-fitting hot pants, which barely covered her buttock. Her long, fair legs were strikingly eye-catching. She wore a blue T-shirt that clung to her slender waist, a sight almost impossible to resist.
But when he saw her face, Luofeng felt a tinge of disappointment. Her figure was indeed plane ticket. But her looks didn't quite measure up to Lu Yaqing's. Not that she wasn't attractive. It's just that Lu Yaqing was a 95, while this girl was more around an 89 in terms of looks. Yet her figure was very sultry, captivating.
"Did you just come back from playing golf?" Lu Yaqing eyed her attire curiously and asked.
