"She seems a bit too slender, but she's quite pretty—a real beauty in the making," Ruona looked Qian Qian over and then glanced at her delicate figure and multicolored long hair, making a slightly sour comment, "Only our Thousand-leaf Nymphaea juice from Feilengcui can dye such beautiful hair."
Qian Qian's face flushed with embarrassment, and she lowered her head.
"Why did you bring a girl from the flower boat over here?" Ning Yu said, as she surreptitiously pinched Liu Zhenhan's waist, causing his hedgehog-skin coat to emit a husky rubbing noise, a sound not easily made by the fur of a super-level Warcraft.
"She doesn't seem like a girl from a flower boat, those pheasant girls have much spicier figures than this little sister, though they don't have her pure temperament or her delicate looks," Ruona had a keen eye, but it seemed she was still stubbornly on the wrong track, "Looks like it's another emotional debt Richard stirred up, isn't it?"
