At last, Zhao Ling's looks increased from 89 to 90. That single point was not to be underestimated: it marked his looks finally advancing from the eighties into the nineties.
The instant Zhao Ling's looks improved, Ah Yin, who kept glancing at him, suddenly knitted her delicate brows.
She could not understand why. Zhao Ling’s features were clearly the same, yet he looked considerably more handsome than before, even more pleasing to the eye.
Ah Yin looked Zhao Ling up and down and helplessly swallowed. "H-husband, why do you look different from before to Yin'er? I can't quite say what's different."
Ah Yin's words also puzzled Liu Erlong and Bo Saixi, and both turned their gazes toward Zhao Ling.
They, too, were surprised to discover that although Zhao Ling’s features appeared unchanged, his looks seemed to have improved considerably.
Combined with the effects of his Female Killer Lv. 1, the sight of Zhao Ling actually left their mouths a little dry, to the point that they did not want to look away from him at all.
Bo Saixi realized that Zhao Ling's current looks might still fall short of that fellow Qian Daoliu's, but with his unique charm enhancing them, he was far more attractive to her than either Qian Daoliu or Tang Chen.
Bo Saixi unconsciously fixed her gaze on Zhao Ling's lips. Right now, she felt like taking the initiative and kissing him.
Still, she was somewhat grateful that a table separated her from Zhao Ling. Otherwise, she might already have thrown herself at him and embarrassed herself.
Liu Erlong also swallowed unconsciously, wanting to stand up and kiss Zhao Ling. But when "Zhao Ling's Diary Copy" suddenly appeared before her, she suppressed the thought.
At the same time, Bo Saixi and Ah Yin also saw their own