Ji Hongxiu's soft bosom slightly heaved.
Chen Mo is indeed the type that girls like.
Regardless of background, talent, or strength, he is a leader among his peers. His personality is humorous and playful, yet he can shoulder great responsibilities at crucial moments, giving people a strong sense of security...
Both frivolous and sincere, wanton yet not promiscuous, this unique charm is enough for him to be a heartthrob in the romantic arena.
Even so, the number of women is a bit too much!
There are already six with whom he has a definite relationship, and counting those still in a tug of war, to be conservative, there are at least ten to start with!
To think that he is barely of age, and has already entangled so many girls; if this continues for hundreds of years, wouldn't his harem open across the Jiu Zhou?!
"Although I have no right to say much, can Qingxuan really accept this?" Ji Hongxiu asked.
"Why not? We are all good sisters."
