Leah Thorne’s body stiffened, and she quickly stood straight, trying to push him away.
At this mont, a low chuckle ca from above her head, "You twisted quite well just now."
Justin Xavier’s mind was filled with the scene he had just seen upon entering. She twisted her small waist and charming hips, her exquisite body swaying like a willow branch without bones. He was surrounded by beautiful won, not lacking in seductive ones, but they didn’t have that effortless femininity that originated from deep within her. Her innate elegance was vibrant and enticing to him.
He was complinting her.
However, this complint was a bit suggestive.
Leah Thorne raised her hand to press against his muscular chest, "President Xavier, please let go first."
Justin Xavier did not let go, but instead whispered, "You twisted quite well just now, twist a few more steps for to see."
"..." No way!
Leah Thorne wanted to refuse, but Justin Xavier held onto her soft waist, turned her around, and urged her to take a few more steps.
Leah Thorne felt a bit... embarrassed. He was behind her, holding her soft waist, gently pushing her forward. She resisted, unwilling to walk, her body uneasily twisting, trying to break free from him.
At this mont, her waist tightened, and his low, hoarse voice sounded above her, "Still rubbing?"
"..."
Only then did Leah Thorne realize how suggestive their posture was. Her beautiful back was pressed against his chest, rubbing through the thin fabric.
Anyone unaware might think she was seducing him.
Heaven knows, she’s an innocent good girl!
Leah Thorne tilted her delicate, charming little face to look at him, her enticing eyes carrying a faint and lazy smile, "President Xavier, let go."
Justin Xavier held her from behind, his handso eyebrows lowered, "What if I don’t let go?"
"If President Xavier doesn’t let go, then I’ll... keep rubbing against you, it seems like President Xavier is... quite afraid of rubbing against you."
Justin Xavier looked at her; he was indeed afraid she would deliberately rub against him, so he raised his hand and released her.
Leah Thorne quickly stepped back a few steps, creating distance between them.
The playful heat between them dissipated as well.
"President Xavier, why are you here? Are you perhaps here to unwind with your new fling?" Leah Thorne chatted.
Justin Xavier reached out and tugged at his collar, "I’m here to see you."
"See ?"
Justin Xavier casually humd, his cold, dark eyes deep as a bottomless abyss, "You ca to Phoenix Plu Pavilion for what? When I ca in earlier, I saw that... Charmaine. What did she teach you? Teach you to twist your hips here, teach you how to seduce n?"
While speaking, Justin Xavier looked her up and down, then curled his thin lips into a mocking and devilish smile, "All these things, do you really need soone to teach you?"
These were things she naturally possessed, inherently gifted, no need for teaching.
Leah Thorne felt that his words were sarcastic, a bit unpleasant; he seed quite displeased.
"Charmaine taught a lot, she even taught a bit of kung fu."
Kung fu?
Upon hearing these words, Justin Xavier’s handso brow twitched.
Leah Thorne curled her red lips and slowly said, "Charmaine said all girls should learn so kung fu, bedroom kung fu, otherwise, how are they going to conquer n in the future?"
Bedroom... kung fu?
Justin Xavier knew the "kung fu" from her little mouth wasn’t a proper term; he’d already guessed it.
Now she was staring at him, her alluring eyes filled with provocation.
Justin Xavier put one hand in his pants pocket, "Heh," a low and hoarse laugh rolled out from his throat, "You should have Charmaine teach you how to accept n, how not to be frigid. Right now, how are you going to conquer n—by playing dead? Just lying down to win?"
"..." This man’s mouth is truly venomous.
Leah Thorne no longer wanted to talk to him.
At this mont, the door creaked open, and Charmaine walked in.
"Oh my, I just stepped out for a mont, how co there’s another handso guy in the room when I co back?" Charmaine cheerfully looked at Justin Xavier.
Justin Xavier was elegantly gentle yet indifferent, his face showing no emotional fluctuations. He didn’t look at Charmaine, just stood tall and handso in place, his gaze falling on Leah Thorne’s charming face.
"Leah, who is this?" Charmaine asked curiously.
"Oh, he’s my brother." Leah replied.
"Leah, I never heard you had a brother. Is he your real brother or your romantic brother?" Charmaine teased.
"Charmaine, I’m not talking to you anymore!" Leah feigned anger, directly cutting off the topic.
"Alright, alright, brother, we’re still in training, you should hurry out." Charmaine invited Justin Xavier to leave.
Justin Xavier looked at Leah Thorne.
Charmaine directly pushed Justin Xavier out, "Still looking! Still looking! As if you can’t get enough! Hurry up!"
...
Justin Xavier left, and Charmaine flirted with Leah Thorne, "Leah, is he your romantic brother? Quite nice, a rare gem in the world."
Leah Thorne fluttered her charming eyelashes, "Charmaine, how do you know he’s a rare gem in the world?"
Charmaine mysteriously said, "Your romantic brother’s waist and abdon are tight and narrow, six-pack abs, perfect Adonis lines. The latest research also shows that they have strong desires, like won, enjoy won, and most importantly, can satisfy won more."
"..." Leah Thorne was knowledgeable about love affairs and good at banter, but she lacked experience. Hearing Charmaine’s words now, it felt like learning more than ten years, as if a new world had opened.
Turns out, there’s such a thing!
Amazing!
"Charmaine, he’s... not that extraordinary, maybe you misjudged."
Charmaine winked at Leah Thorne, "So what were you two doing in the room just now? He walked out with hands in his pockets, dare you let him take his hands out of his pockets?"
"..."
She and Justin Xavier hadn’t done anything earlier, but it seed he had a physical reaction, so he put his hands in his pockets to suppress it, otherwise, it would be difficult to leave the room.
--A short daily story about Jude and Isabelle--
Realizing he was getting lost in nonsense, Jude Crawford quickly furrowed his heroic sword-like eyebrows, speaking with a severe and rigid tone, "Just talk, why so close? Stay away from !"
He reached out, wanting to push her away a bit.
At this mont, Isabelle Willow suddenly leaned over and gave his handso cheek a big kiss.
Suddenly kissed again, Jude Crawford stiffened, "..."
Isabelle Willow looked very delicate; now she stood on tiptoes, leaning against the man’s chest, with a stunning small face and eyes smiling, looking at him as if nestled in his arms, "Is this... what you ant by... seducing?"
"You..." Jude Crawford had many won flocking to him, but none as bold as her, she was the first.
Isabelle Willow raised her little hand, wrapped it around his neck, and gave his left cheek another big kiss, "What should I do? Since you’ve seen through , I’ll just confess openly: I’m seducing you!"
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