The scarf was semi-transparent. Not only were the people under surveillance stunned, but even the men and women beside the market were shocked. It was rare to see such an open woman outdoors. Xiao Qiao's black hair fell down, and the colorful semi-transparent scarf covered them like a bridal veil. Underneath, they passionately kissed, adding a touch of romance to the barren and shabby little market. Oblivious to their surroundings, as they kissed, Xiao Qiao bit Wesley's lip, slightly releasing him. Under the scarf, Wesley's ears turned red, but his eyes flashed with anger.
She had just been nibbling on a muskmelon, her lips and tongue scented with its strong fragrance, like a fresh breeze reaching his heart in the putrid market. Her eyes, like black grapes, sparkled captivatingly; she was naturally born to be a seductress!
"Get lost!" Wesley said.
Xiao Qiao wrapped her arms around his neck, "Am I fragrant?"
