Wen Ya's gentle tease, her voice lazy and shy, but without the timidness of a young girl, held a touch of allure that made one want to sweep her off her feet.
If Xia Bing was like a budding flower before, then Wen Ya at this moment was like a blooming rose.
Mature, charming, utterly captivating.
"Alright, Sister Demon"
Looking at the captivating Wen Ya in front of him, Lu Yu smiled and said, his words full of mirth: "I know that everything you're doing is to repay me, but you have to remember, my help this time wasn't for the sake of repayment."
Lu Yu's words carried a lighthearted tone, yet as his gaze flickered past the buildings in the distance, an almost imperceptible emotion flashed in his eyes.
You must know, ever since Lu Yu learned about Wen Ya's experiences, he realized their stories were extremely similar, and that emotion was something Lu Yu absolutely empathized with, hence he didn't wish for Wen Ya to continue suffering that way.
