In the Whitesand Shelter's market, Huangfu Pingqing walked alongside Han Sen, often turning to observe him.
"I know I am handsome. If you like my appearance that much, why don't we book a room together, so you can inspect me in all my splendor?" Han Sen asked her. He felt awkward, getting stared at by her.
Huangfu Pingqing merely fluttered her eyelashes and said, "Sure. Do you want to go right now?"
Han Sen did not say anything, but his eyes were suggesting enough. They couldn't keep away from Huangfu Pingqing's inflated chest. Similar to Queen, her breasts were the best of the best.
Huangfu Pingqing blushed and asked, "What are you looking at these for? Aren't you afraid Ji Yanran might suddenly appear and cut your penis off? Feel free to book a room if you've got the balls to do it, though."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Han Sen knew Huangfu Pingqing was willing to say anything that came to mind, but if he actually stepped up to book a room, she'd chicken out.
