"What kind of girl?" Xia Mian asked with a smiling face.
Ling Fei scratched his head. He originally didn't want to say anything, but knowing that Xia Mian asked about these things, she must have discovered something.
So, he answered honestly, "It's just a pretty girl who loves to cling to me."
Ling Fei had lived in Inch for so many years with Wei Wei, and besides her, he hadn't interacted with other women. Suddenly, one day, a beautiful woman approached him, showing her affection.
Ling Fei was completely bewildered.
However, Ling Fei was a faithful man, having Wei Wei is enough for him in this lifetime, and he didn't want to provoke any more romantic affairs.
So, Ling Fei decisively rejected her.
"Enjoys clinging to you?" Xia Mian looked Ling Fei up and down.
People in the Mystical World don't age due to cultivation.
But among many cultivators, Ling Fei's appearance was not particularly outstanding.
After all, the first time Xia Mian saw Ling Fei, he was farming in Inch!
