Ah Jia looked at Jun Xiqing. She wore a black tribal dress, her hair casually twisted into a bun, revealing her beautiful face that made one's heart palpitate.
As she played with the water, she kicked her feet around and the water droplets splashed around. Looking at him daringly, she even whistled at him. This move made him itch for her.
The girls were all mesmerized over him.
But Ah Jia didn't bother to spare them a single glance. He stretched his legs out, stepping into the river. Once he arrived, he took away all the attention and the boys glared at him angrily.
But when he walked over, they subconsciously made way for him.
Ah Jia had a powerful aura from all these years of reigning power. Those boys simply couldn't take it. Wading over, he made his way in front of Jun Xiqing.
