As a man who had lived two lives, Yang Song had seen countless beautiful women. Among them, his wife could be said to be the most beautiful, it was not an exaggeration to say that her beauty was at the level of a heavenly goddess.
Other than his wife, Man Qiaofei, Tang Yan'er, Zhang Yujin, Yang Mei'er, and several others near him were also very outstanding.
At this time, the woman named Xue Ning next to him, in terms of her looks, was actually not much better than Man Qiaofei and Zhang Yujin.
But in Xue Ning, there was an indescribable temperament, and there was also a breath.
This kind of temperament and breath was what made Yang Song a bit stunned.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
Yang Song's eyes immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of a woman next to Xue Ning, "If you look again, I will gouge your eyes out!"