Her jade-like back seemed somewhat slender — an impression formed by the contrast with her snow-like graceful figure.
Even more alluring.
"No, you mustn't look..."
Dongfang Xinglan turned her head, glaring fiercely at Lu Jin'an, her hair cascaded down like a black satin waterfall, flowing over her beautiful back and slender waist, ending at her hips and legs.
Her cheeks flushed, her entire delicate body seemed to be dyed with cherry, trembling slightly, her voice carried a fiercer tone: "Turn your head away, or I'll, I'll kill you..."
Before the words fell, Dongfang Xinglan's starry eyes momentarily froze.
Although she didn't hear the dragon's roar, it seemed as if she saw the True Dragon.
Shadows loomed.
Dongfang Xinglan's body trembled even more vigorously, her jade face and neck were now a bright red, and in the next second, her pupils rolled upward as she slumped sideways onto the floor tiles.
Fainted, fainted?
