Yao Ying's gaze shifted from Sangyu's delicate hands tightly wrapped around Leng Yuebai's arm to her face.
The first impression this girl left on her was the astonishing beauty between her brows, far beyond her age.
She was smiling, her long eyes smiling, her thin lips smiling, her black eyes full of charm, allure, and enchantment, shrouded in a mysterious mist, seductive and enticing. Her small, delicate mouth slightly tilted up, her red lips slightly parted, as if inviting someone to taste her allure. This was a woman who exuded a captivating allure from her very bones, seemingly always seducing and enticing men's nerves.
Yao Ying pointed at her frantically, loudly questioning, "Who is this little fairy?!"
Sangyu instantly withdrew her smile from her eyes and eyebrows and slapped away her hand, "You green-eyed monster, snotty ghost, if you point at me again, be careful I'll cripple you!"
