The four of them came out of the Beauty Pavilion, all glowing with radiance. Fo Lanying kept clamoring to go back again, saying her skin was the roughest and needed a good care.
"Where is it rough? Yours is a healthy beauty." Yuan Licheng mumbled quietly from behind.
Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Indeed, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder; Yuan Licheng is truly smitten with Fo Lanying. Although he is a member of the Quanrong clan, given the current unfavorable situation of the Quanrong, him traveling around with Fo Lanying is quite a fortunate thing.
Fo Lanying turned around and glared at him, saying angrily, "Some things you should just say to me privately, why say it on the street, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Yuan Licheng chuckled foolishly, "I'm speaking the truth, no fear of being laughed at."
