Not a Special Physique

In the small courtyard next door.

The crystal light shone on the majestic curves in front of Perfected Qiu's long dress. Her graceful and luxurious face was calm as she looked straight ahead. Ever since she came back from the banquet, she had been sitting upright for three days.

Would Guest Elder Shen appear? She wasn't sure. The only thing she could do was wait. After all, she had already said everything she needed to say when she tasted the wine that day.

The spiritual fog in the courtyard became denser. Perfected Qiu's gaze could still see through the fog. At this moment, two sets of footsteps were heard. The long-awaited figure appeared. Perfected Qiu took a step and flashed to the entrance of the small courtyard.

"Guest Elder Shen. I've been waiting for a long time. Please!" Her graceful temperament was more charming and enchanting.