Noticing Shen Mingzhu's gaze, Zhong Qing lowered her head and, upon seeing the mark in front of her left chest, quickly swept her hair from the back of her head to cover it.
Shen Mingzhu, feeling a bit embarrassed, rubbed the tip of her nose and floated over to sit beside Zhong Qing.
"Qingqing, let me scrub your back for you."
Zhong Qing hesitated for a moment and then laughed, "No need, I'm better off scrubbing yours."
"Sure!"
Shen Mingzhu didn't overthink and willingly turned around, exposing her snow-white back to Zhong Qing, "Be gentle, I have tender skin."
"Okay, I know you've got delicate soft skin."
"Hehe, so do you. Your chest is so white, and your waist is so slim; and your features are also beautiful. A devastatingly stunning woman like you, in ancient times, would definitely be a seductive empress who brings calamity to the nation."
Zhong Qing responded, "What about you then? What would you be?"
