Ding dong.
As the security door opened, Gu Jianlin stood expressionlessly at the entrance with a suitcase in hand.
"Please come in."
Xia Zhi stole a glance at him. Initially, she thought a villain had come knocking, which frightened her into taking out her defensive Alchemy Weapon, currently hidden under her skirt, ready for emergencies.
In fact, she considered herself a rather shrewd girl, her wet long hair draping down, while a loose purple casual outfit accentuated the curves of her chest. Below the skirt were long snowy legs, her calf lines slender and smooth, and her feet in cork slippers were also attractive, toes painted with pink nail polish.
Paired with slightly red eyes, she looked pitiful.
No trace of aggression.
No one would suspect such an adorable girl would suddenly pull out a dagger from under her skirt to stab someone.
It was unexpected that the visitor was a tenant.
And quite a delicate-looking young man.
"Thank you."
