A long white robe draped over Chen Mo's elegant figure, its flowing lines tracing his fine posture, clearly indicating that the fabric was expensive and rare.
Beneath his dignified aura, his brows revealed an astonishing beauty. As his cultivation and status rose, Chen Mo's charm increased significantly. His sleek eyebrows slanted upwards, like a stroke from a painting of a handsome gentleman.
Helping Chen Mo change, both Qiu Lan and Dong Lan gazed at him with dazed admiration, their eyes brimming with longing. Especially Dong Lan, she felt weak all over, leaning slightly on Chen Mo.
"Thought of it? But the master doesn't have time to serve you now." After tasting Dong Lan's lip balm, which left her somewhat flustered, Chen Mo chuckled.
Even the usually shy Dong Lan playfully pushed against Chen Mo, saying, "You...you are so annoying..."
"Haha." Chen Mo pinched Dong Lan's hips twice.
