In the living room, Xia Qingrou was idly eating ice cream while picking her toes.
She had recently stopped wearing glasses, and her hair had gradually grown longer. Even an action as inelegant as picking her feet seemed extremely beautiful and charming beneath her celestial face.
Shen Mochen tiptoed up behind her, thinking how willful she was, using her unmatched beauty to act with impunity. If someone could combine Liu Chaoyan's demeanor with Xia Qingrou's face, that would truly make her a Mystical Woman from the legends.
"Still eating ice cream, huh, and it's already September, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Shen Mochen sneaked up behind Xia Qingrou and suddenly blew air into her ear.
"Ah!"
Xia Qingrou was startled and almost smeared the ice cream on Shen Mochen's face.
"You're gonna kill me!" Recovering her senses, Xia Qingrou huffily gave Shen Mochen a glare.
