Senior Pei, Please Have Some Self-Respect
Editor: Henyee Translations
The Dao Technique Exchange Space was the same size as an ordinary quiet room. The two sat down separately.
Shen Ping couldn't help but glance at Yu Qingling from the corner of his eye. The divine sense body in the jade token was the same as the appearance and clothes of the person outside.
At this moment, Yu Qingling was wearing a green dress embroidered with pink silkworms. There were apricot-red gauze ribbons hanging down on both sides of her long sleeves, and there were still cloud silk ribbons fluttering on her shoulders. She looked like a pure and otherworldly immortal.
"It's been years. Fellow Daoist Yu's appearance is getting more and more moving." As Shen Ping praised her, his eyes landed on Yu Qingling's elegant and calm face. Her fair and pink skin was tender and beautiful, and her lively eyes revealed a hint of cuteness and delicateness.
Yu Qingling's face flushed red as she said, "Thank you for your praise, Fellow Daoist Shen."