Water splashed everywhere.
Su Bei turned around, his face brimming with tears at the sight of this anachronistic item.
How could he describe the excitement of seeing such a heavenly outfit in this particular moment?
It was like seeing Ultraman on Blue Star.
In front of the chilly pond, her silver hair glittered under the glow of the rising sun, the red orb casting a sheen over her shoulders.
Was this even real life?
Surprise filled Mo Li's eyes. Did the slightly tight clothes on her body truly possess such a powerful allure for her Master?
A hint of profundity crossed her gaze. Before Su Bei could respond—or more accurately, before he even considered responding—she wrapped her arms around him and gently began to wipe his back.
HISS—
Su Bei drew a sharp breath, experiencing a delicate tenderness he had never felt before.
"Disciple... what are you..."
