After pondering for a while with no result, Ran Qingchen simply decided not to think about it.
The woman closed her beautiful eyes, immersing herself wholeheartedly in the warm spring water, relishing the rare sensation of comfort and ease, and throwing all disturbing thoughts out of her mind.
"Ran."
Qu Hongling's body moved as agilely as a fish in the water, approaching the woman and saying with a smile, "How is it, Ran? I told you it would be comfortable."
"Just so-so."
Ran Qingchen responded stubbornly, but her face carried a hint of undeniable satisfaction, clearly contradicting her own words.
Qu Hongling's gaze wandered over Ran Qingchen's curvaceous figure.
First, she looked at the magnificent icebergs emerging from the water, then instinctively glanced at her own little bumps hidden beneath the water, and couldn't help but mutter, "Why is there such a big difference?"
