The girl's cheeks were flushed with a sunset-like blush, translucent under the light. After a brief silence, a devastatingly precise critical hit landed.
"Selaan!"
Her voice was crisp and her enunciation perfect, tinged with a pretty girl's disdain and feigned anger.
"That's not—"
Shen Yuan opened his mouth.
'Forget it. I give up.'
'Normal outfit, normal appreciation.'
'Li Bao dressed like this for me. How could I possibly say it doesn't look good?'
'I'd be asking for a death wish.'
At this thought, Shen Yuan stopped trying to look away. He no longer hid the feelings she had already seen through, and the corner of his mouth even lifted into a slight smile.
Shen Yuan didn't just stand there awkwardly anymore. Instead, he took a step forward, walked straight up to the chair where Li Zhi was sitting, and then sat on the edge of his own bed.
