"But it has its flaws, I must admit," Ji Chicheng said, ignoring Ji Anning's disapproving glare, "What is lacking at birth can be compensated for later."
As he spoke, he leisurely wiped his hands with a warm napkin.
It was clear that at that moment, he was in a good mood, his eyes smiling at the corners.
The beautiful Ji Anning felt like she was swooning, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "Yes, yes, you just love curvy figures."
As she spoke, she puckered her lips and rolled her eyes at the man opposite her, "And how your hands are supposedly better than any breast enhancement technology, as if you're so experienced."
Had it not been for today's topic about breast size, she might have forgotten the note he had left her after their first time.
Now was the perfect time to settle scores.
"Some people are naturally gifted," he indirectly responded to Ji Anning's 'richly experienced' remark. He wasn't just experienced—he was innately adept, a natural who didn't need to learn.
