It was indeed Xu Xingyao!
She was wearing a moon-white ancient long dress, the hem flowing with the wind, like a blooming white lotus.
Exquisite cloud patterns were embroidered on the dress, shimmering gently under the sunlight.
Her jet-black long hair cascaded like a waterfall to her waist, with a few strands gently brushing against her fair cheeks, highlighting her picturesque features.
Her eyes were bright as stars, like clear springs, currently sparkling with excitement and joy.
"Wow! A wild Lin Lang!"
As soon as Xu Xingyao saw Lin Lang, her eyes instantly lit up with a fervent glow, like a little bird returning to its nest, immediately rushing towards Lin Lang without another word.
Her movements were swift and eager, her hands unhesitatingly began to tear at Lin Lang's clothes with uncontrollable enthusiasm.
"What, so thirsty?"
Lin Lang was somewhat helpless by her sudden act, soon engulfed by her passionate onslaught.
