Li Luo looked at the green-haired girl behind the table as he got off the horse.

She was wearing a form-fitting but casual dress that accentuated her curves. She was kneeling behind the long table, her legs bare.

Her eyebrows were artfully drawn, an artist's touch on porcelain skin. Her silky, green hair cascaded down and swayed in the breeze. She was indeed quite a beauty.

Li Luo followed her lead, kneeling at the long table. He threw a smile her way. "Si Qiuying?"

"Li Luo?" She smiled back, her voice lilting as a nightingale's call.

He nodded. "I guess I recognized you right."

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