Moving along those beautiful legs upwards, Xu Mo looked up and saw Zero tidying her hair, her bright and clear eyes looking at her, with eyebrows like crescent moons.
"What are you looking at?" Zero asked innocently.
"Zero, why is your skin flawless?" Xu Mo asked curiously. He always felt it was a bit strange; Zero's skin was too perfect, crystal clear, and smooth as porcelain, with not a trace of blemish, not even any fine hair—like a piece of art.
Xu Mo thought, is it a racial trait?
"Flawless?" Zero didn't understand.
"Like pimples or scars," Xu Mo explained.
Zero shook her head; she's always been like this.
"Any other places on your body? Let me check," Xu Mo said.
"???" Zero looked at Xu Mo, her beautiful eyes gradually turned angry, glaring at him.
Xu Mo sighed softly, feeling quite pitiful.
"Why the sigh?" Zero asked.
"I haven't even hugged my girlfriend," Xu Mo sighed.
Zero looked at him; this guy was pretending again.
But, it seemed true.
Quite pitiful.
