Lu Ran finally had the chance to change into his fourth outfit—Fox Fur Cloak!
The cloak was entirely snow-white, without a trace of color, resembling the snow on a mountaintop that hadn't yet melted, carrying a hint of chill.
A soft circle of fur at the collar covered half of Lu Ran's face, hiding his lips within and highlighting those cold eyes even more.
The long hem of the cloak gently rippled under its owner's aura, rolling like waves.
Noble, luxurious.
Clearly a warm fox fur, yet the young man's naturally cold gaze made him appear even more aloof.
When Bai Rao saw Lu Ran's outfit, her entire snake... hmm, her entire being was captivated!
Previously, she had already imagined a melodrama in her mind.
Now, the heartbroken, bitterly cold noble youth seemed to have walked out of the story she imagined and stood before her.
"Lu Lang~" Bai Rao twisted her enchanting figure and quickly crawled to Lu Ran's feet, circling upwards.
Lu Ran: "..."
She thinks I'm a pole again?
