Zhu E smiled faintly, her red lips slightly curved, reaching into her heart, leading one to look down, where her neck and chest revealed skin as white as snow, with a hint of red underneath. Her eyes flicked upward, drawing Chen Yi's gaze back up, noticing her simply-styled round bun, her hair jet-black, yet retaining an aunt's charm, perfectly complementing her curvaceous figure.
Chen Yi swallowed hard, his thoughts drifting.
