Zhunti's face began to change.
His masculine features softened, the bones beneath his skin shifting slightly. The sharpness of his brow ridge mellowed, his firm jawline became rounded, and even his Adam's apple gradually flattened away.
His black hair grew longer, falling from his shoulders to his waist. The dark red feather hairpin on the right side had somehow been replaced by a silver one, gathering up his long black hair. Fine silver tassels hung from its tip, making his neck appear long and fair.
His clothes changed as well.
The black-and-red robe transformed into a short cross-collar top and a flowing gauze skirt with high slits. Long, beautiful legs showed through the sides of the skirt, radiating endless charm.
The loose, overlapping off-shoulder collar remained wide open, generously exposing delicate shoulders and ample cleavage.
The black belt around his waist became a silver chain that hung loosely over his hips, jingling softly with every movement.
A touch of red lifted the corners of his eyes, like cinnabar on white paper—so vivid it was breathtaking. His originally dark brown pupils returned to a crystalline amber, glowing beneath the lights like honey sugar.
His entire person resembled red agate soaked in wine, overflowing with seductive brilliance, breathtakingly beautiful.
Before Su Miao could react, Zhunti had already turned into a devastatingly gorgeous, sexy, enchanting woman.
She openly sat herself in Su Miao's lap, clinging to her like an octopus.
Su Miao's hands hovered in midair, not knowing where to put them.
The woman's sexy, alluring body pressed against her, carrying a faint cool fragrance. Slender arms wrapped around Su Miao's neck, fingertips lightly resting against the back of her neck. The slightly cool touch made Su Miao's entire body stiffen, and she wanted to avoid the other woman's gaze.
But if she