Because this was exactly the kind of thing Xu Zhao had always wanted to do!
From the first time she saw Chen Li's true face, this young man, covered from head to toe in secrets and charm, had simultaneously maxed out Xu Zhao's creative drive and some indescribable urge to conquer him.
And when she thought about how she was about to work for Chen Li for free, generating power for love, Xu Zhao felt a little aggrieved as she looked at the rather handsome young man before her.
At the same time, when she considered that Chen Li might genuinely not even be eighteen yet... a more complicated emotion, tinged with excitement, faintly surfaced in Xu Zhao's heart.
But just as Xu Zhao immersed herself in her big-sister fantasies, Chen Li lowered his head.
Xu Zhao and Chen Li met each other's eyes.
"Oh? Is that so?" There was not the slightest trace of fluster at being teased in Chen Li's voice. Instead, there was a scrutiny that chilled Xu Zhao to the bone.
"Y-you, you, you..." Xu Zhao froze mid-motion, then abruptly took a step back. Even the finger she pointed at Chen Li with was trembling.
"What's wrong with me? Are you going to eat me?" Chen Li tilted his head, his tone innocent.
"Didn't you say it was story mode..." Xu Zhao suddenly turned to Gretel, her voice full of accusation.
"I lied to you." Gretel sat in her chair with her hands folded over her knees, a faintly apologetic smile appearing on her face.
Those three words drifted lightly from Gretel's lips, while a trace of mischief utterly at odds with her pure and innocent face flashed through her blue eyes.
Sparkle was right.
The Mourning Troupe was so much fun.
"!!!" Xu Zhao stared