This was Ye Chen's first encounter with the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang, her wavy black hair dancing lightly, beautiful crescent eyebrows framing her eyes that sparkled with brightness, her dainty nose and peachy cheeks flush with a rosy bloom.
Particularly for Ye Chen, meeting such a beauty in this manner caused even him, who had seen grand scenes before, to subconsciously be taken aback.
At this moment, Lin Yueru herself was somewhat bewildered; after all, this was her room, and in Baishui Village, without her permission, no one could casually enter or leave her room.
Especially when she was bathing for a man dressed as a foreigner to burst into her room.
A trace of anger appeared on Lin Yueru's face; with a shriek, she promptly submerged herself into the tub, using the floating petals to conceal her body.
Ye Chen smacked his lips, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.
"You vile thief, how dare you sneak into my room; let me tell you, you're as good as dead."
