In a secluded spot, Wang Xiu and Luo Hongyi stood facing each other. Neither of them spoke.
Luo Hongyi sized up Wang Xiu, as if trying to discern something about him. However, her gaze kept uncontrollably drifting to his flawlessly handsome face.
Her heart raced, her body grew inexplicably warm, and her cheeks flushed red. Flustered, she spun around, clutching at her chest. What are you fantasizing about? Get a grip!
I'm sorry, Sister. I couldn't help it...
Wang Xiu watched with a strange expression as Luo Hongyi abruptly turned away. He noticed her blood-red dress suddenly flicker to a cyan color before snapping back again, as if in an extremely unstable state. Although the process was brief, Wang Xiu caught it clearly.
What's going on? Is she a chameleon?
Luo Hongyi regulated her breathing, then fixed her gaze on Wang Xiu. A crimson light flashed in her eyes. "How did you do it?"
Wang Xiu's eyes darted about. "It was like this... then that way... and then that way again..."
