Zu An looked over in delight.0

A white-robed woman had lifted her skirt and was frantically running over. Her black hair was casually twisted into a bun on her head. A couple of loose hair strands hung next to her ears, contrasting with her fair, slender neck. She had peach blossom eyes that would seem to be brimming with seductiveness even when looking at a dog, though the more palpable emotions that could be felt from them now were delight and excitement. 0

Her face was reddened from her sprinting. Perhaps due to her robe tightening around her waist, her chest bounced more than usual due to her movements. It added a tender touch to the harsh environment of Genesis Mountain.0

“Yuqing!” Zu An...0