This Question Again?

Davis's brows raised as he looked at the oriental beauty in front of him.

Jet-black eyes and a sharp nose, and lovely crimson lips adorned her beautiful face. Davis's past preference for oriental beauties made him feel innately attracted to her. She no longer had that shoulder-length hair and instead possessed long flowing black hair that stretched towards her waist, just like his wives and most women who liked to enrich their feminine nature.

"Well, you've become stronger than I expected, not to mention gorgeous, shapelier, and cleaner than your mortal self, Mingzhi."

Mo Mingzhi's solemn expression faded as it was replaced with a heartened smile, her cheeks quickly producing a blush, "Thank you. I cultivated hard for you, for this moment."

Davis's raised brows twitched, "Oh, okay. I have some important things to take care of, so see you later."