Ten minutes later.
The living room.
Lu Xiu sat on the sofa, looking toward Shen Nian in the kitchen, and finally figured out what she was after.
To put it simply—
She wanted to ask whether the story of the [Witch] was the same as what she had guessed, and whether a dungeon could have its ending reversed.
As for why she had to wear a maid outfit when coming over to verify that...
Lu Xiu had no idea.
Personally, she felt Shen Nian was a maid enthusiast.
Because the moment Shen Nian entered, she had very naturally turned from guest to host and run off to the kitchen to start making tea—
She didn't know whether the black-and-white maid outfit she was wearing had triggered some strange passive skill—
However, that clearly wasn't the most important thing to focus on right now.
Lu Xiu withdrew her gaze from Shen Nian, who was making tea, tilted her head slightly, and looked with dark lines all over her face at Jian Li, who had stuck close to her from the moment they entered and was now even sitting right beside her on the sofa.
This silver-haired girl, who usually had little expression, was now tilting her head up slightly, some strange light shimmering in her beautiful eyes, her fair, slender fingers constantly pinching the lower twin-tail draped over Lu Xiu's shoulder.
Not only was she pinching it, she was even gently smoothing it downward along the strands.
"Jian Li, how long exactly are you planning to keep touching it?"
Lu Xiu asked rather speechlessly, "It's just ordinary hair."
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However, Jian Li simply wouldn't let go.
"No, do you like it that much?"
Seeing her like this, Lu Xiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She simply scooted closer to