The concert had begun.
Fang Yi stayed backstage, while Xu He, in a stunning dress, approached him.
Xu He was going for a high-end look, not too revealing—the opening number featured her in a golden flounced dress, with diamonds glittering along the neckline down, with a price tag of at least a million.
Xu He's slender waist was completely outlined, the curves soft and supple, as slippery as a little water snake, delicate and boneless.
Fang Yi's eyes lit up as he watched, unable to help but take a few more glances. Xu He's cheeks flushed, and she said, "What's so interesting?"
Fang Yi smiled and said, "How can there be nothing interesting? There are over ten thousand people out there, tell me, who do you think they came to see?"
Xu He said, "Of course, they came to see me."
Fang Yi said, "That's right, so a few extra glances from me won't cost any flesh, will it?"
Xu He glared at him, then said helplessly, "Alright, alright, go ahead and look, have your fill."
