"Why are you still standing there? Bring me the towel," the delicate figure in the water turned around, frowning slightly as she glanced at him and spoke in the language of the Island Nation.
With that glance, Xia Liu felt his blood begin to boil.
It was all because of this woman, with her long hair and the slightly wet, fine strands at her neck, providing an unusual visual impact.
Beneath her long eyelashes were eyes as beautiful and large as those you'd only expect to see in a manga.
And her face was even more stunningly beautiful, reminiscent of the cute girls in anime.
Xia Liu understood what the girl said, but he had no idea where the towel was, so he could only stand there.
"Are you deaf? I said bring the towel over!" Seeing Xia Liu make no move, the girl's brows knitted slightly, her cherry lips puckering up in dissatisfaction.
"Damn it!" Xia Liu wanted to roar and then rush into the spring to overpower her.
