Yu Siqiao's face grew uglier when he heard her words, "Already pregnant, yet still wearing such revealing swimwear; what kind of image is that!"
Mo Shu laughed when he heard this, "Hasn't the Qing dynasty long perished? And this swimwear is revealing?"
Speaking, Mo Shu lazily propped up his arms, displaying his gracefully slender figure for all to see.
Yu Siqiao's gaze slid from her stunningly beautiful face downward, over her smooth white swan neck, her sexy delicate collarbone, and further down…
The black bikini was indeed common, but the fine white porcelain-like skin dusted with fine sand was not. As she stood up, the sand brushed off.
Some fell onto the beach, creating a lazy, casual sight which was embarrassingly arousing.
His body tensing, Yu Siqiao suddenly felt parched and thirsty.
But his face darkened abruptly and, gritting his teeth, he said, "This isn't revealing?"
The critical factor was there were male bodyguards present!
