Dugu Yan watched Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing take turns planting loud, smacking kisses on Su Chen's face, right in front of her and Ye Lingling.
The corner of her mouth twitched, and she let out a faint snort.
In broad daylight, beneath the clear heavens.
Society was going to the dogs, and morality had crumbled!
Did these people even consider her and Lingling outsiders?
Clinging to each other in the middle of the day-had they no shame?
After grumbling inwardly for a while, Dugu Yan turned toward Ye Lingling beside her.
The girl was looking down at the floor, her expression hidden behind her veil.
But as Ye Lingling's close friend, she knew that Ye Lingling was feeling shy too.
Yet a sudden, indescribable pang of bitterness welled up in Dugu Yan's heart.
There was a little envy mixed in too.
The feeling came out of nowhere. She could not explain it herself, so she hurriedly turned her face away and pretended she had seen nothing.
After the girls had fooled around for a while, Xiao Wu became a regular Fahai, forcibly dragging Ning Rongrong off Su Chen.
With both hands on her hips, she brought out Sister Xiao Wu's authority. "We still have outsiders here. Could you watch yourselves?"
Dugu Yan's eyelid twitched. So you do remember we're outsiders?
Once Ning Rongrong found her footing, she licked her lips and pulled a face at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu could not be bothered with her. She turned and asked, "Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, what do your fourth Soul Skills do?"
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling raised their heads as well.
They were equally curious about that.
Ning Rongrong brushed her hair with one hand, a smug smile spreading across her face.
"My fourth Soul Skill? It's very simple."
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