The jaw dropped to the ground.
Eyes were wide open; the topic change was so rapid it was frightening. Even Cen Yueyue was momentarily stunned, dumbfounded for a few seconds before opening her mouth to scold.
"You enchantress, what nonsense are you spouting! You, you..."
The mouth trembled a few times.
Crimson climbed uncontrollably from her neck to her cheeks, retreating a step, even her voice trembled. It's hard to imagine such words would come from a noble lady's mouth, but Xiao Yu seemed unfazed.
Because Miss Cen rather enjoyed teasing people; when out and about, she was quite restrained. If alone in the boudoir, the scale of her conversations could be much broader; anyway, she's used to it.
Red pupils slightly closed, those snake eyes slowly returned to normal pupil shapes. The dark-red eyes matched her emerald-green attire, which suited her racial traits. Spiritual Snakes surged, surprisingly taking solid form from her hands.
