Chapter 163 : She Seduced Me

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*不盈一握 (bù yíng yī wò) - "Not full of a grip" refers to a woman's slender waist. It is generally used to describe a woman's waist. It is less than a grip (the size of the index finger and thumb relative to the circle), and it is also used to describe beautiful and lightweight things. In ancient times, "ying" here was interpreted as "full", and "one grip" refers to holding with an arm.

Looking upwards, there was indeed an exceptionally exquisite and elegant face. Her facial features were striking, with full brows, almost like a pure white fairy from the Heavenly Jade Lake. Such an immortal like face, as if naturally unspoilt and unblemished, but with a charming and seductive demeanour like a brothel woman, is fatal to every man

This was Jiang Su Su.

Once Jiang Su Su noticed Xiao Shao, she was momentarily startled, and her face showed panic and trepidation before she was able to compose herself. Then she said, "Xiao Wangye."

Xiao Shao gave her a quick glance, before lowering his gaze, both refusing to look at her or speak. Jiang Su Su's body stiffened. Since she had practised the art of seduction, men's looks would always transfix on her body, and never had she been overlooked and spurned like this. Instantly her heart felt indignant. With a slight smile, she turned around and sat on the chair beside Xiao Shao. With her every movement, there was that familiar sweet fragrance conveniently wafting about. It was the exact same fragrance that was infused throughout the room, and in fact, it was a scent coming from her body.

Jiang Su Su tilted her head to observe the person beside her. Though this young man was dressed all in black, even his sleeves gave off a feeling of gorgeousness, making him appear resplendent. His side profile was exceptionally beautiful, but there was nothing feminine about him. Thin lips and starry eyes, aloof and reticent, he had a graceful bearing that seemed to have been naturally and unforcefully engraved into his bone marrow. This was indeed a beautiful yet heroic and manly young man. Even without the prestige of the Jinying Wangfu, with his good looks and poise, it was more than sufficient enough to stir the heart of a young lady.

For instance, at this moment, Jiang Su Su was very envious and jealous of Jiang Ruan for being fortunate enough to marry this young man before her.

"Just now Su Su was having her bath, and didn't think that anyone would suddenly enter, only to see that it was Xiao Wangye," Jiang Su Su's voice carried a faintly indiscernible sense of arousal, scratching across a person's heart, "Since it so happened, then I may as well share and have a cup of wine with Wangye."

A single man and a single woman in a secluded place; intoxicated in the tea pavilion; one of them just finishing her bath and wearing a loose fitting robe. Moreover, this person was an exceptionally stunning lady, and her every moment was highly forward. If any man under the skies were to encounter such a situation, even if he had wanted to remain unmoved, it was a hard endeavour.

Through it all, Xiao Shao remained silent, his cold demeanour seeming to dip even more. Jiang Su Su noticed this and so she stood up and went to his side. She reached out her hand and personally poured him a cup of wine then offered it in front of him, bending down in an alluring fashion, almost as if she was about to lean onto Xiao Shao's knee. As she gazed attentively at Xiao Shao, her eyes glistened and immediately began to fill up with an inexplicable sense of bewitchery. From her body, a natural sweet scent diffused out, giving an illusion of a person watching a soft boneless blooming white flower trembling in a deep ravine. Making a person unable to resist the urge to pluck and collect. Making the person want to rip the flower to shreds to see how the flower would look being dominated.

Seeing no reaction from Xiao Shao, Jiang Su Su decided to lean in even closer, her lips casually flitting across Xiao Shao's ears, her voice velvety, "Wangye -- " dragging the end as if she was exhaling her breath.

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