C774 Chapter 774

Ning Shuilan was drop-dead gorgeous—tall and willowy with curves in all the right places. Wrapped in an icy-blue, flower-trimmed, slit gown, she didn’t have to do anything but stand there to steal every man’s attention.

That day’s match, Ning Shuilan lost. She nearly got drowned in the crowd’s spit—if Wu Qing’s overbearing cloud of black fog hadn’t scared them into shutting up