The young lady quickly ran back to her room. As she closed the door, her wet dress became dry in an instant. The water from the dress moved to the center of the room and congregated into a figure.
Ling Lan stood there with a pale face. Her white face made the scars exceptionally prominent.
The young lady felt a sharp pain in her heart. She asked worriedly, "Rabbit, are you alright?"
Ling Lan bore with the tremendous pain and teased Li Lanfeng, "Lanfeng, I didn't expect your disguise to be so ladylike."
