Li Lan's exquisite body was like a fine jade sculpture; a hot stream rose from Ding Hao's groin as he glanced over it. His body felt different. He bit his tongue, took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Lan, why... why did you do that?"
Li Lan covered herself with clothes. The exposed fair skin appeared even more tempting. She smiled and said, "Because I can't wait for you for two or three years. Who knows how many women you will have with you when you return?"
Ding Hao was embarrassed.
It was as if he enjoyed being promiscuous.
"Now that I think of it, aren't Li Lan's words a confession of love?"
Ding Hao's heart began to beat faster.
Ding Hao was somewhat at a loss when he learned that Li Lan was a girl, especially at the thought of the intimate history between them...
Li Lan said calm
