C42 Chapter 42

With a sharp smack, Su Jiyue grabbed Xia Yuanzhi by the face, rose onto her tiptoes, and studied him up close. She mentally lined him up with the version of him in women’s clothes—same person, one hundred percent.

She’d never, in a million years, expected the male version of Xia Yuanzhi to show up right in front of her. Then, all of a sudden, those deep-sea eyes of his locked onto hers