[The effortless attempt at modesty over that shiny swimsuit is endearing to Shi Qingxuan, almost reminding her of someone else. For her part, she's foregone all and any steps at cover-ups, strolling out without the annoying buzzing of Ming Yi to either put something on or slather that funny smelling oil on her body.
The suggestion is all Shi Qingxuan needs to lean forward for a bite. If it's a misunderstanding--and how could it be?--she could just apologize later.]
barbecue bonanza: hybrid fruit skewers
[The effortless attempt at modesty over that shiny swimsuit is endearing to Shi Qingxuan, almost reminding her of someone else. For her part, she's foregone all and any steps at cover-ups, strolling out without the annoying buzzing of Ming Yi to either put something on or slather that funny smelling oil on her body.
The suggestion is all Shi Qingxuan needs to lean forward for a bite. If it's a misunderstanding--and how could it be?--she could just apologize later.]