Chapter 34 Feeding the Fish

"..."

Sheng Xian was as still as if someone had hit her pressure point.

She had a strong presence, so even when she did nothing, she could make one feel overwhelmed; she wasn't very polite when she talked to people, regardless of who they were, leaving no face, all according to her mood.

But when she flirted, the deliberately softened tone of her voice was as pretty as anything and incredibly lethal.

Sheng Xian's Adam's apple moved, and she slightly turned her head toward the person who leaned in close to her.

She was wearing a simple black spaghetti strap evening dress, exposing her delicate and fair collarbone, and her neck was slender and elongated. The hairstyle that had been carefully arranged was mostly disrupted during the tussle with Bo Mu, losing some of her usual efficiency and gaining an air of casualness and laziness.

She was so close to his ear that he could feel her shallow breathing, mixed with a faint, indescribable scent of flowers.