65: E-level divorced young woman

“Creak—”

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and the sound of the old hinges broke the quiet atmosphere.

Jiang Feng was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Hearing the sound, he subconsciously looked in that direction.

Pan Sixuan emerged gracefully from the bedroom. She had changed her outfit, and her whole being exuded not only a maiden's radiance but also a mature woman's boundless charm.

A mature woman like a maiden, a maiden like a mature woman—the ultimate contrast. In Jiang Feng's eyes, both were top-tier.

Pan Sixuan wore a light pink T-shirt on her upper body, with a small bear printed on it. The bear was somewhat distorted by her impressive curves.

Normally, the hem of a shirt would cling to the body, but hers was suspended, indicating the grandeur of her peaks. When the wind blew, it even revealed her firm, wheat-colored skin, with clearly visible ab lines.

Her lower body was paired with a pleated skirt, its hem gently swaying with her steps, like flower petals dancing in the breeze, lively and playful.

Pan Sixuan slightly raised her chin, a playful smile on her lips, her face full of charming arrogance.

Her big eyes fluttered, and she deliberately drew out her words, saying,

“Stinky little brother, how about it? Does this outfit of mine… meet your standards?”

As she spoke, she twirled lightly, her pleated skirt drawing a graceful arc in the air, like a dancing butterfly.

As the skirt flew, it revealed her full, firm long legs, and further down, her cute feet.

Perhaps because she was at home, she wasn't wearing shoes but walking barefoot.

She also tied her hair high into a ponytail, with a few playful strands falling on either side of her face. As she twirled, her hair flew, adding a touch of playfulness and cuteness to her.

Jiang Feng praised directly,

“Unspeakably beautiful! Sister Sixuan, you said you couldn't compare to the girls at my school—you're joking. Even the campus belle of Yangcheng can't compare to you. You can't be so humble! If you're not beautiful, then most girls would be ugly, how would they live?”

Jiang Feng only felt his eyes brighten, as if the whole world had become brighter.

It has to be said, Pan Sixuan was definitely a top-tier beauty.

If Jiang Feng, this well-traveled top-tier scumbag, were to give her a note.

Then, without a doubt, it would be:

E-class divorced mature woman, has a daughter, maidenly charm, fitness.

Pan Sixuan's heart was as sweet as honey after hearing Jiang Feng's words, but she feigned annoyance and said,

“Then this Big Sister will take you seriously, Stinky little brother, you must not lie to this Big Sister!”

She pretended not to care on the surface, but in her heart, she hoped Jiang Feng was speaking sincerely, after all, what woman doesn't like to hear others praise her beauty?

Jiang Feng patted his chest and vowed, “It couldn’t be more true!”

He paused, then continued,

“Let me put it this way, if the campus belle of Yangcheng and you, Big Sister, stood in front of me now and made me choose, even if I chose a million times, I would definitely choose you, Big Sister.”

At this point, he suddenly remembered that he was still a freshman and would have to attend classes when school started in a few days.

What the heck?!

Shocking, a freshman is actually a millionaire?!

However, he did recall that there was a perfect, aloof campus belle in his class, and her family was said to be very rich. She lived off-campus, and a Rolls-Royce picked her up every night!

Pan Sixuan lightly hit Jiang Feng, feigning anger and saying,

“Dream on, you’re even picking now, do you want to choose both?”

Jiang Feng chuckled, spreading his hands, and said casually,

“That’s not impossible either. Only children make choices; adults want it all!”

In Pan Sixuan’s eyes, Jiang Feng was joking, but only he knew he was speaking the truth.

How many truths are spoken as jokes?

Pan Sixuan rolled her eyes at him, but her lips couldn't help but curl upwards. She pretended to be disdainful and said,

“Hmph, just me alone is enough to wear you out, and you want them all? Can you even handle it?! Skinny dog.”

After speaking, she even raised an eyebrow, her small face full of provocation.

If they were in the gym, she definitely wouldn't say such things.

However, at this moment, the two were in a private space. Without external constraints, Pan Sixuan became livelier. She deliberately provoked Jiang Feng, wanting to see how he would react.

How can a man say he can't do it!

As soon as Jiang Feng heard this, he immediately straightened his back and said,

“Of course, I can handle it more than anyone else. I can take it, I’m afraid you, Big Sister, can’t!”

Oh, she actually dared to provoke him?!

Forget it, let you live a little longer!

In Jiang Feng’s mind, Pan Sixuan was in for a rough time!

Pan Sixuan lightly spat, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she feigned anger and said,

“Pfft, pfft, pfft! I’m too lazy to bicker with you!”

In fact, she was extremely shy. Jiang Feng's words made her a little flustered, but she also found them very amusing.

Pan Sixuan took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, then smiled and said,

“Seeing as you’re so good at talking, Big Sister will personally make noodles for you today. You sit for a bit, I’ll go prepare in the kitchen.”

She thought to herself, Jiang Feng is so good at making people happy, she must treat him well and let him taste her cooking.

Jiang Feng quickly said, “Sister Sixuan, let me help you!”

He was a guest, so he certainly couldn't just sit and wait to eat; he had to at least help out and show some initiative.

Pan Sixuan smiled and nodded, saying,

“That’s good, with your help, it’ll definitely be faster.”

She felt that Jiang Feng was quite sensible, knowing to offer help, and her good impression of him increased by a few points.

The two walked into the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with a faint smell of cooking oil, but it wasn't pungent; instead, it gave a warm feeling.

Pan Sixuan skillfully tied on an apron. The apron was light blue, with some cute little flower patterns printed on it, looking exceptionally suitable on her.

She walked to the sink and began to wash vegetables, her movements light and skilled.

Jiang Feng helped wash vegetables nearby. He looked at Pan Sixuan's focused expression, feeling that she was especially charming.

Her serious demeanor while working was like a beautiful painting, making Jiang Feng unable to resist taking a few more glances.

He liked women with such a virtuous personality the most.

In his previous life, every time he went to the home of a virtuous mature woman, he could always eat a hot, steaming meal.

Pan Sixuan, while chopping vegetables, turned her head and asked with a smile,

“Stinky little brother, what kind of dishes do you usually like to eat?”

Her voice was clear and pleasant, like a silver bell, echoing in the kitchen.

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