With that said, he flickered away and left the room.
"Daoist, let's also get ready," Shen Zhixia said, taking a deep breath.
"Get ready for what?" Ling Ningzhi asked, puzzled.
Without a word, Shen Zhixia pulled her towards the screen.
"What is this..."
"Do I need to change too?"
"Of course, everything's ready for you."
Soon, a rustling sound could be heard.
In no time, long slender legs stepped out one after another, and upon seeing their appearance, Chen Mo couldn't help but be a bit dazzled.
Shen Zhixia had changed into a set of black underwear, the thin fabric barely holding up, exposing her fair clavicle and deep cleavage, with black suspenders tightly wrapping her legs, connected to the underwear with straps, her snowy skin almost dazzlingly white.
Ling Ningzhi's attire was similar but everything was in crimson, and her legs were wrapped in fishnet stockings, her voluptuous curves accentuated, her delicate fingers intertwined, her expression somewhat unnatural.
