"Although I debuted in France...back in the days when I appeared on the runway, I got to know a lot of European and American supermodels: Heidi, Wengna and others. The editor of the American Royal Magazine was also my mentor for half a month. However, they may not remember me now. Back then no one knew my Chinese name - they knew me as Kira," Tangning explained calmly.
Hearing Tangning mention the names of famous European and American personalities, Long Jie and Lin Wei blinked their eyes in surprise.
"I know Han Ruoxue wants to get rid of me as soon as I'm of no use and is using me to boost Mo Yurou. Especially now that I'm in the US, she thinks I stand no chance."
"Hmmph, shameless!" Long Jie grunted.
"I'm also familiar with the editor of the American Royal Magazine. Would you like to catch up with your mentor?" Mo Ting, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly asked.
"Mo Ting, I've said it before, I don't want you helping me."
"Just treat it as a private get-together," Mo Ting smiled while one side of his perfect face shone charmingly under the sun.
Tangning nodded. Of course, she would never have expected, this private get-together would end up being the deciding factor in the fight between her and Mo Yurou.
Mo Ting owned his own manor in the US, so there was no need to stay in a hotel. The pure American-style rooms were warm and cozy - more comfortable than any hotel suite. As it was a bit far from the Secret Headquarters, Mo Ting had already instructed Lu Che to find out the schedule for Secret. Lu Che was well prepared, he even knew what time they would be having dinner. Tangning found this very impressive, while Long Jie and Lin Wei couldn't help but to reflect on themselves.
After having a quick shower, Tangning stood by the window and looked out. At this time, Mo Ting approached her wearing a black robe - his black hair was dripping wet with water.
Tangning naturally took the towel out of his hands, stood on her tiptoes and started to dry the beads of water from his hair. Meanwhile, Mo Ting stared at her with a serious expression.
"What do you want? You are looking at me with so much focus..."
"I was thinking, since it's daytime, whether I should do something I shouldn't..." Mo Ting hooked onto Tangning's chin and gently kissed her on the lips -their tongues danced together. Afterwards, his soft lips slowly made it's way next to her ear as he whispered seductively, "On board the plane, I wanted to keep kissing you..."
Tangning glanced out the window, worried people outside would see them, however, she couldn't resist Mo Ting's teasing as she found herself losing control of her body. She was weak in his arms.
Their robes somehow found it's way onto the floor as they faced each other in their most vulnerable state. Losing control, they quickly found themselves on the soft bed.
Because the lighting was bright, Tangning could clearly see Mo Ting's figure - it was comparable to a Western model. His body was not thin and weak like a typical Asian man, his body was firm and built with perfectly sculpted muscles. His skin glowed a healthy bronze - seeing his body drove Tangning crazy...
Mo Ting was pleased to see her scanning his body - he too was impressed by hers.
Tangning's body met international model standards; perfectly proportioned at 178cm tall, with measurements that were just right and a beautiful pair of pale long slender legs, it was hard to resist temptation around her.
The two figures were like a pair of perfect bodies coming together; this was a gift from heaven and meant to be.
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