God 391
God 391
Chapter 391 Who Is Prettier?
Osborne entered Isa's mansion with a combination and saw her exercising in the living room.
She was dressed in tight sportswear, which accentuated her tall, charming, and curvy body, behaving like an ordinary person.
She just glanced at Osborne casually and then ignored him.
He rubbed his nose embarrassedly.
After seeing Anastasia and Zoe upstairs, he walked back to the living room, sat on the sofa, and watched Isa exercise.
Then, Osborne found her body a little stiff.
After a while, she finally stopped.
This exercise, though typical for ordinary people, didn't make her break a sweat. Nevertheless, she wiped her face with a towel and shot a glare at Osborne.
"Why are you staring at me? Am I so sexy that you can't take your eyes away?"
Osborne smiled slightly and nodded before saying, "Isa, you are the sexiest woman I've ever seen. If I have to sum up all the praise for you in one word, it will be perfect!"
Isa was stunned for a moment.
Then, a blush actually appeared on her pretty face.
Osborne was not surprised at all.
After spending more time with Isa, he grew increasingly familiar with her. She wielded formidable strength and a biting tongue, often rolling her eyes and teasing him at every opportunity. If he ever blushed or felt shy, she would delight in pushing further.
However, she would be bashful if he faced her teasing with composure, showing no signs of shyness, and openly complimented her, such as, "It's because you're so beautiful that I couldn't resist looking at you more", "Your charm is irresistible, so it's natural for me to get excited", and suchlike.
Like now, Isa glared at Osborne again and muttered, "You're sweet-talking. Who did you learn these words to please girls from? You have developed bad habits."
He continued with a grin, "That's not the case. Isa, you are really beautiful. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. All the compliments can't express one ten-thousandth of my true feelings."
Even Isa's ears turned red.
She bit her lip. Suddenly, she stared at Osborne and asked, "Tell me, who is prettier, me or Clarissa?"
He choked instantly.
He touched his nose, at a loss for words for a moment. Deep down, Clarissa was, of course, the most beautiful, while Isa was definitely as attractive as her.
However, Clarissa was his girlfriend, so he was partial towards her.
But now, when Isa posed this question, no matter how Osborne responded, it seemed inappropriate.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.
If he admitted that he thought
Clarissa was prettier, Isa would surely give him the cold shoulder, followed by her deliberate attacks and scolding.
Despite being a Class A martial master, he had no confidence that he could defeat her.
In his eyes, she was like a bottomless abyss.
Yet, it was impossible for him to say that Isa was prettier because he was unwilling.
Isa sneered, "Why are you silent? Didn't you just praise me for being perfect? In this case, how could I not outshine Clarissa?"
At that moment, she folded her arms across her chest and gazed at Osborne with a smile.
Nheless, he sensed the danger.
He realized that if his answer displeased Isa, let alone asking her for help, he would be lucky not to be beaten by her today.
He pondered and quickly replied, "Isa, I can't compare you with Clarissa!"
Isa's face turned cold.
"Do you mean I'm not qualified to be compared with Clarissa?"
Osborne's sense of danger became stronger.
He felt Isa's slender thighs were taut and poised, ready to kick him away at any moment.
But he remained calm and explained, "No! I mean, you two have completely different styles!
"In my eyes, Clarissa is like an angel. She is also perfect. I can't find any flaws in her. "And you are a goddess!
"Your beauty doesn't belong to this world, but Clarissa is my girlfriend. I prefer not to compare her with anyone else. Even with ordinary
looks, she is the most beautiful to me
"You are my friend!
"The same goes for you. Whether perfect or not, you are still my friend, and no one can replace you."
After Osborne finished speaking, Isa was stunned again.
Her cold face slowly softened, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes and glare at him sheepishly.
She snorted, "How dare you still
claim you haven't developed anyt
bad
habits? You must have said that to a lot of girls, right? Do you intend to please me in this way? Dream on!"
She pivoted around and wiped her face with the towel again to cover up her slightly flushed face.
Osborne breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his answer didn't upset her.
He quickly changed the subject and said, "Isa, I need your help!"