An Zhizhen's breathtakingly beautiful face rested on Cen Dongsheng's shoulder, her lips curled into a charming smile, exuding a lazy allure brought on by the rains.
Anyone with experience could tell what had just happened in the room: a man and a woman had been passionately entangled; even those who couldn't see it could sense something unusual in the air.
The Snail Girl widened her eyes upon seeing her appearance, appearing shocked, and quickly lowered her head as if she'd stumbled upon something she shouldn't have.
"I'm, I'm sorry for interrupting you two."
"It's alright. You're here to find Dongsheng, aren't you? Just speak your mind, pretend I'm not here."
Despite saying that, An Zhizhen showed no intention of moving away from the man.
"Al- alright…"
The Snail Girl truly agreed.
Cen Dongsheng remained indifferent to the subtle interaction between them, continually observing the Snail Girl's expression.
