"Little lady, you're really beautiful. When you smile, you're even more beautiful."
Stetson Davenport kept rubbing his chin, his eyes squinted into a narrow slit.
It must be said, the woman in the qipao possessed a certain charm.
A charm that captivates the soul.
In the deserted area, with no one else around, they naturally had no concerns.
Although they were from reputable martial clans and wouldn't indulge in any filthy or despicable deeds, simply looking was always permissible.
What if an unexpected romance unfolds?
"Davenport, don't scare her." Dwight Michael spoke quite gentlemanly, "Miss, in this desolate place, you're not safe. How about you come with us? To be honest, I'm a Great Grandmaster, with me around, you're absolutely safe."
"Yes, we're all in this together." Stetson Davenport was already so bewitched that he lost his senses.
This woman was stunning.
