Chapter 118 Long-Awaited Taste_1

Downstairs in the indoor pool, a pink flamingo floated on the clear water. Wei Anning walked in and immediately had her eyes wide open, stunned by the sight before her. What on earth was that?

All she could see was a certain haughty, aloof man, who at this moment was clad in a pair of tight swimming trunks, lying seductively on the flamingo swimming ring. Struck by lightning, Wei Anning felt scorched outside and tender inside, utterly disheveled by the metaphorical wind.

Such a demon's wicked taste seemed boundless.

Standing on the shore, she watched him lazily stir the water with his hand, rippling the surface, which didn't allow the pink flamingo to glide at all. And him, he didn't seem to care whether the swimming ring moved or not, his nonchalant motions combined with his current seductive posture.

Indeed... deadly charming without taking a life!