At this moment, Zi Xuan was dressed in a rose-purple fairy dress. Her lips were as red as cherries, and her teeth were as white as pearls, radiating graceful beauty.
A light yellow jade pendant hung around her waist, and a crystal bead hairpin adorned her hair. Despite the minimalist ornaments, they accentuated her inherent extraordinary elegance.
She was beautiful, but not ostentatiously so.
When she held back her laughter, a noble aura emanated from her.
However, when she giggled, her eyes would fill with a lively, mischievous look, and an aura of youthful charm would surround her.
Her presence seemed to make the deserted high-rise room even brighter.
"Are you gawking?" Zi Xuan chuckled lightly, feeling a bit shy, yet rather satisfied with Shen Zhui's reaction.
"Oh man!" Shen Zhui widened his eyes.
"Zi Xuan, your impersonation is too accurate, right down to the voice!"
