Personal Experience?

At that moment, a tall girl whose figure had begun to fill out in many places stood near the medicine field, her hands forming seals. Before long, she gathered clouds and rain to water the field.

The girl was Jiang Wen. Her figure had grown somewhat voluptuous, though her delicate face did not look like that of an adult. Otherwise, anyone who saw her would surely mistake her for an eighteen-year-old maiden in the bloom of youth.

After watering the medicine field, Jiang Wen skipped playfully around to the other side, arriving behind Ye Feng, who was intently adding new colors to his canvas. Uninterested in the painting itself, Jiang Wen's eyes were filled only with Ye Feng's sharply defined face.

Though Ye Feng still had more than a month before his eleventh birthday and was nominally twelve, he had already acquired much of the bearing a young man should possess. An air of steadfastness and heroic spirit radiated from him.

His black hair flowed all the way to his waist, even longer than Jiang Wen's, yet there was not the slightest trace of femininity about him. The seriousness he showed while painting, the concentrated stillness between his brows and eyes, seemed to give off a light of their own, revealing a remarkably captivating temperament.

And so, even after the colors on the canvas had been brought to a close, Jiang Wen continued gazing at him with a beaming smile, unaware that the boy had already finished his painting and noticed her once he came back to himself.

Sensing Jiang Wen's besotted expression, Ye Feng could only feel helpless. Fortunately, he had not revealed his true appearance now; that was precisely to avoid even worse scenes.

After gaining Extreme Charm, Ye Feng had felt that he could make a living