Ji Xueyan's Confession in the Asura Arena

She raised her feet and her five toes were delicate and exquisite. Her toenails were the same as the nail polish on her fingernails. They were both soft and watery, dotted with sparkling stars. The difference was that the nail polish on her toenails was more gorgeous. She stepped into the bathtub and landed inside. Her left foot followed, followed by her body. Her entire body was hidden in the pure white and fragrant spiritual liquid. Only her head was exposed. She arched comfortably and changed to a better position. She turned her head and looked at the purple cat on the desk. Ji Xueyan was happy and proud when she saw it staring at her foolishly. She had always been satisfied with her own beauty. Other than Yang Hongling, even Xu Xirou was not as beautiful. It was not that she was not beautiful enough, but her temperament!