My Bae is a Smarty Chapter 117

Jaxton held the glass, took a sip of orange juice silently, and then asked, “Which kind of swimsuit do you mean?”

Jaxton is a rigorous person. He knows that there are several categories of swimwear, such as the “shark skin swimsuit” that was once in the Olympic swimming competition, and the “diving swimsuit” that wrapped the whole body tightly. He tried his best to maintain a decent appearance, unable to hold Lacey’s fluttering sentence: “The most common style, a pair of shorts.”

She raised her palm and pressed it close to her waist: “From here…” She moved her fingers down and stopped on her leg: “It ends here.”

Her skin is like white and delicate suet jade, and her nails are like soft, pink pearls. She gently grasped the folds of the skirt, unscrupulously depicting the fantasy picture.

She said: “When you swim in the pool, your swimsuit will get wet…”