Ye Xingbei went along willingly, "Hello, Sister Fu."
"Hello, Beibei." Zhi Foliu smiled gently, her beautiful face becoming even softer and more graceful.
She had a slender and graceful figure, her skin as pure as jade, eyes as dark as ink, with delicate features and an elegant presence.
She wore the simplest clothes, a light smile on her face, her gaze fluid and gentle, as if a breeze had passed through a garden of flowers, possessing an enchanting beauty, clear and appealing, pleasing to the eye.
As the saying goes, everyone loves beauty.
This girl is not only beautiful but carries an excellent demeanor, and Ye Xingbei felt a liking for her at first sight.
No wonder her brother, Brother Li, smiled like a fool whenever he mentioned this Miss Ah Fu.
A girl this pretty, if she were a man, she would like her too!
Ye Xingbei offered the lotus roll and peony pastries she was holding, "Sister Fu, these are for you."
