On the spacious stage, the young lady smiled at Lin Dong, who had a helpless expression on his face. Her the clothes wrapping around her soft and slender body revealed her alluring curves. Under the rays of the sun, the originally beautifully young lady became even more dazzling. In that moment, the gazes on the arena grew even more feverish.
“Why is it you?” Lin Dong’s head was hurting a little as he asked.
“Why not? I’m also a participant. Don’t tell me that you are going to stop me from taking part in the Hall Competition?” Ying Huanhuan replied while carrying her zither with both arms. She tilted her head slightly as she looked at Lin Dong, while smiling craftily like a small fox.
“What’s so funny about this? Are you happy to meet me in the first match?” Lin Dong asked as he shook his head.
