Chapter 105: Thoughts

Her hands in the clear river water were fair and moist, with even her nails rounded and charming. The water danced and swirled between her fingers…

Han Jiaojiao slowly lifted her hands out of the water, forming a relentlessly circulating sphere of water that wrapped around her hands like gloves made of water, magical and marvelous.

"Success!" Han Jiaojiao exclaimed with joy.

Hong Yun slowly let go of her hands, observing the elated smile on Han Jiaojiao's face, her lively eyes curving into crescents, and her small, adorable dimples were still somewhat childlike. She looked like a white orchid blooming in the night, her whole being seemingly suffused with a sweet fragrance.

As if possessed, Hong Yun stood behind her and inhaled lightly. Whether it was psychological or not, she thought she really detected a faint, elusive scent...