Zhong Man rested her chin on Du Qiong's shoulder and happened to see the person emerging from the room whose door had just opened behind Du Qiong.
The woman was still arranging her freshly blow-dried, slightly curled black hair. She had gathered it all up, leaving nothing to conceal her exquisitely defined features.
Her bold, glamorous makeup suited the spaghetti-strap jumpsuit she wore. The entire outfit was pure black, cinched only by a gold belt at the waist. The tightly fitted upper half was enough to make any girl with the slightest figure flaw gasp at the sight of it, while the long pants were loose, comfortable silk, lending her an air of casual elegance.
When she raised her arm, her skin was white as jade, and even the faintly visible lines of muscle looked sleek and pleasing.
But in the end, she gave up on tying up her hair. Lowering her hand, she pursed her lips toward Zhong Man in a gesture that felt intimate, with a hint of teasing.
Well, that basically defined the nature of Zhong Man and Du Qiong's relationship.
Zhong Man, however, had no time to dwell on that. She searched her memory, and only after another half second did she truly remember that this woman was a stranger she had run into by chance when she first came to this Heart Degree Yoga Center for the global joint event of "Finding Resonators."
It seemed she was also a die-hard Raven fan, and she had passed the yoga center's test too. Well, that was a far more reliable credential than being some top-ranking Big Brother on the leaderboard.
They had introduced themselves back then. Her name had been... what was it again?
Though she could not recall it for the moment, she still felt a