As the helmet came off, Liu Ergou found himself face-to-face with Fu Ya's delicate features.
Unlike yesterday, Fu Ya wasn't wearing heavy makeup. Instead, she was barefaced. Combined with her leather jacket, she had a distinctly different charm. Her innocence was mixed with a hint of fire, giving her a vibrant, youthful aura.
The sight made it hard for Liu Ergou to look away.
When Fu Ya noticed Liu Ergou staring at her, she didn't get angry at all. Instead, she proudly puffed out her chest. Even through the leather, Liu Ergou could see the impressive swell of her chest.
"Little Brother Ergou!" Fu Ya said, breaking the silence.
Hearing her call his name, Liu Ergou blinked. "Fu Ya, why are you here? Didn't we agree I'd come to your birthday party on Sunday? Why did you suddenly show up?"
