Zane walked up to the Scarlet Witch, smiling broadly at her. His face lit up with a radiant smile, but his demeanor came across as rather sleazy. Anyone observing him could easily discern his true intentions—he was not here for casual conversation but had entirely different motives in mind.
And what might those motives be? Naturally, it was the kind of things that happen between a man and a woman.
"Mr. Zane, you've come at just the right time. I've been meaning to talk to someone. Lately, I've noticed something unusual with my body, and I'm feeling quite puzzled. I was just hoping to speak to someone about it, and then you showed up!"
The Scarlet Witch spoke seriously as she looked at Zane. Hearing her words, Zane's heart raced with excitement. He hadn't expected her to say she wanted to confide in him. This thought alone filled Zane with overwhelming joy.
"Don't worry, my beautiful lady. No matter what problem you're facing, I can help you solve it. If you're not feeling well, I can even give you a massage!"
Zane chuckled as he spoke, his tone laden with shamelessness. His words were so brazen that anyone listening would be rendered speechless.
"Mr. Zane, let's not talk outside. Come inside the house," the Scarlet Witch said firmly, inviting him in.
Hearing her words, Zane was thrilled beyond measure. Being invited inside by such a stunning beauty meant there was a chance for something to happen. After all, in a world as open as the West, such things could happen without much hesitation.
Once inside her home, Zane couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. He eagerly hoped to jump right into the kind of activity he had in mind.
However, noticing Zane's overly excited expression, the Scarlet Witch furrowed her brows slightly. She couldn't understand why Zane was so exhilarated, and it left her feeling rather perplexed.
"Mr. Zane, is something wrong?"
She asked him curiously, trying to figure out what was causing his strange behavior.
"It's nothing, my beautiful lady. I just feel a bit hot and thought I could use some activity to cool down!"
Zane replied with a touch of excitement, clearly dropping hints about his intentions. His words carried an implicit suggestion about what he hoped would happen next.
The Scarlet Witch was an innocent young woman who had never entertained the kind of thoughts Zane seemed to imply. When she heard Zane mention that he felt hot, she took his words at face value, thinking he genuinely meant it.
"Recently, I've also noticed that my body feels warmer than usual. I think I need some exercise too," the Scarlet Witch said seriously, her brows furrowing slightly. She truly felt that her body had undergone subtle changes lately, particularly with her body temperature gradually rising. This made her feel puzzled and convinced her that some physical activity might help.
Hearing her words, Zane completely misunderstood. He assumed the Scarlet Witch was hinting at something intimate. This thought filled him with joy, as he marveled at how open and forward these beautiful Western women could be.
"Ha ha ha, my beautiful lady, who would've thought! Your body feels hot too, and you also need some exercise. It seems we truly have something in common," Zane chuckled as he spoke. He then walked over to the Scarlet Witch, his intentions written all over his face.
Seeing him approach, the Scarlet Witch's brows knitted further. She couldn't fathom what Zane intended and felt uneasy, as if his motives weren't entirely pure.
"Mr. Zane, what are you trying to do?" she asked with a hint of suspicion, her confusion evident.
"Ha ha ha, my beautiful lady, since we're both feeling hot, why don't we dance? Let's release some of that energy and enjoy ourselves," Zane said, his tone playful yet suggestive.
The Scarlet Witch considered his suggestion for a moment. To her, it seemed reasonable—dancing might indeed help improve her coordination and release pent-up energy.
"Mr. Zane, you make a good point. But I don't know how to dance," she replied awkwardly, genuinely admitting her lack of experience.
"Ha ha ha, no worries! If you don't know how, I can teach you," Zane said with a grin. He reached out to take her hands, ready to guide her in the dance.
The Scarlet Witch was taken aback by his sudden action. Although she found it slightly improper for him to hold her hands, she didn't object outright. After all, she had agreed to dance with him, and holding hands was naturally part of the activity.
With that, the two began dancing. It was a simple and primal style of dance, one that allowed them to converse while moving. The atmosphere became lighter and more enjoyable as they shared this moment.