Chapter 616: First Kiss, Leg Rubbing, Tang Poetry, Song Lyrics

Select [Imperial Hand Regulating Origin], use immediately.

"Buzz—"

Gradually, many information streams appeared in his mind.

Tang Song closed his eyes and felt silently.

Immediately after, countless pieces of knowledge that were originally obscure and difficult for him to understand now unfolded and merged in his brain in an orderly manner, like an instinct he was born with.

The Yin-Yang and Five Elements theory of the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon," the Six Meridians Differentiation of the "Treatise on Cold Damage and Miscellaneous Diseases," the circulation routes of the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians of the human body, and the precise positioning and functions of the 361 acupoints formed a unique and complete theoretical system.

In fact, in the previous [Male God Growth Plan] game, these skills were all ones he had obtained in the dungeons.

Now it could be considered as continuously inheriting the skills from the game.

Tang Song stood in the kitchen, waiting for the storm in his mind to gradually subside, before walking to the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

Outside the window, the first snow was yet to sing.

The whole world was covered in silver, quiet and pure.

He took a deep breath, his body sank naturally, his arms raised slowly, and he assumed a standard "Tai Chi Opening Stance."

Immediately after, sets of movements flowed like clouds and water, without any stagnation.

Sometimes stretching and generous, like white clouds emerging;

Sometimes compact and steady, like a boulder sitting on the ground;

Sometimes fast and slow, winding and folding, full of the rhythmic beauty of hardness and softness combined.

After finishing the set of punches, Tang Song slowly closed the stance and exhaled a long breath.

He felt that every pore on his body had relaxed, and his spirit was clearer and more settled than ever before.

This was the "Tai Chi Health Way" attached to the skill, far more powerful than he had imagined.

Not only could it cultivate one’s character, but it also contained extremely strong practical combat capabilities.

Although he probably wouldn't need it, it was undoubtedly another improvement for his body coordination, core strength, and reaction speed.

He opened the system panel to check his personal information.

[Player: Tang Song (87 Charm)]

[Role: Songmei Apparel - President]

[Height: 185CM, Weight: 80KG]

[Constitution: 83, Stamina: 84, Agility: 83, Comprehension: 86]

His charm had successfully reached 87, only 3 points away from completing the final stage reward of 90.

Tang Song looked at his familiar yet strange reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window, a feeling of indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

Looking back at the time since he obtained the system.

His life had undergone earth-shaking changes.

His basic attributes, personal quality, wealth, and ability had all experienced exponential leaps.

He had a clearer understanding of human nature, the world, wealth, and power.

Just at this moment.

"Ding-a-ling—" The phone rang.

Tang Song came to the kitchen island and picked up the phone.

He answered with a smile, "Hello? Yao Lingling."

The soft, slightly excited voice of Yao Yao Lingling came from the other end: "Senior, I’ve already arrived at Yunxi Building. I should be at the south gate of your residential quarter in about three to five minutes."

"Mm, I’ll go downstairs to pick you up."

"Alright, thank you for your hard work, Senior! Ah, no! Hmph, my status is special today, so I won't be polite with you. Tang Song, hurry down and pick me up, hahaha~~"

Tang Song laughed "haha" twice along with her. "Alright, you win."

This cheerful and generous little junior sister could always easily bring him joy.

He hung up the phone.

Tang Song wrapped himself in a gray coat, changed his shoes, and pushed the door open to go downstairs with light steps.

In the residential quarter, the snow was still falling.

The new snow was soft, making a "crunch-crunch" sound when stepped on.

The air was full of a cold and fresh scent.

Without realizing it, he walked out of the south gate of Yanjing Yanjing Tiancheng. Tang Song stood by the roadside, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding street scene.

It soon landed on a figure walking toward this side.

Today’s Yao Lingling was clearly dressed up carefully.

She was wearing a dark green fashionable wool coat, paired with a gray turtleneck base layer, and a beige and gray plaid scarf wrapped around her neck.

It set off her plain face, making her look even more beautiful.

On her lower body was a pair of high-waisted skinny jeans, outlining her excellent waist-to-hip ratio perfectly.

Fine snowflakes were drifting leisurely onto her black hair, shoulders, and sleeves.

It made her look as if she were shrouded in a layer of soft halo.

"Senior! Senior!"

Seeing Tang Song’s figure, Yao Yao Lingling jumped twice on the spot, waving her arms vigorously.

The pair of eyes that always carried light instantly curved into two crescent moons, and an incomparably brilliant smile bloomed on her face.

That joy from the bottom of her heart seemed to have a special magic.

It made this gray-white winter instantly become warm and bright.

"Yao Lingling!"

The voice was diluted by the wind and snow, yet still clear.

Tang Song strode out, crossed the street where fine snow was drifting, and walked toward her.

The two figures soon drew close.

Their gazes met.

Yao Yao Lingling looked at the senior in front of her at close range—tall, with a noble temperament, and handsome in an unreal way in the first snow.

Her cheeks turned red with a "thump," and after meeting his gaze for less than half a second, she quickly looked away, landing on the high-rise buildings of Yanjing Yanjing Tiancheng.

She had always been like this: aggressive online, timid offline.

When they weren't particularly familiar, she dared to call herself a "cyber girlfriend," teasing him on WeChat and Opening Xiaohongshu.

But once in reality, she immediately became a little coward.

Tang Song’s eyes were full of smiles. He stepped forward, opened his arms, and gave the stiff little junior sister a wide, warm hug directly.

The wind was still blowing, and the snow was still falling.

Yet Yao Yao Lingling felt that the whole world had blurred, leaving only the warmth of the embrace and the throbbing in her heart.

Immediately after, Tang Song’s low and magnetic voice came to her ear: "What’s wrong? My dear girlfriend, why are you still shy when seeing me?"

The warm breath brushed past her cold earlobe, bringing a tremor.

Tang Song took the opportunity to rub her hair, brushing off the few snowflakes that had fallen between her hair.

Yao Yao Lingling’s face and neck turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She never expected that the senior would be so good at this!

This wasn't acting at all; it was even more natural than a real boyfriend!

Not to mention, he really was a "sea king"...

She secretly cheered herself on: What are you afraid of! A loser online who pretended to be Su Yu dared to show love arrogantly; I am the authentic cyber girlfriend, and also the chief designer and great contributor of He Yi!

How could I chicken out in reality!

Yao Yao Lingling cheered herself up with wild thoughts in her heart and finally calmed down forcibly.

She raised her head and said playfully, "Who’s shy! I’m just feeling if my boyfriend’s embrace is warm enough. You know, I’m here to experience love today, hehe."

As she spoke, she hugged Tang Song hard and took a deep breath.

The familiar scent, the strong body, and the thick embrace brought a strong sense of security.

She trembled slightly, her heartbeat about to lose control. Tang Song patted her back lightly and laughed in a low voice: "How does it feel?"

Yao Yao Lingling bit her lip and muttered in a low voice: "Emm—not enough—let me feel it for a while longer."

After a long while, she finally let go reluctantly.

Tang Song naturally took the backpack from her back, carried it in his hand, and walked into the residential quarter side-by-side with her.

Flying snow shrouded Yanjing Yanjing Tiancheng; the lawns, branches, and benches in the residential quarter were all covered with a thin layer of white.

The stone path under their feet was stepped on with a "crunch-crunch" sound.

The two chatted and played, laughing and talking.

A relaxed, joyful, and ambiguous atmosphere permeated the quiet early morning of the first snow.

Yao Yao Lingling skipped and hopped like a little deer.

She deliberately chose a path where no one passed, leaving her footprints in the white snow, and occasionally looked back to see if Tang Song was keeping up.

"Alright, stop playing, the love breakfast is going to get cold."

Tang Song simply reached out his right hand and clasped her small hand.

The warm touch instantly rushed from her fingers to her heart.

Yao Yao Lingling’s heart throbbed, and she followed him into the lobby of Building 1.

Walking into the large flat-floor apartment, she changed into the slippers Tang Song handed her.

The dizzy Yao Yao Lingling finally came back to her senses, looking at the surrounding environment.

She let out a "wow" of exclamation.

Subsequently, she ran around the huge living room like a little squirrel entering a new world.

Sometimes touching the soft leather sofa, sometimes standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window that could overlook the snow scene of the entire Yancheng, spreading her arms to overlook the magnificent city landscape covered by white snow at her feet.

"Come over and eat." Tang Song brought the breakfast to the dining table and shouted at her.

Yao Yao Lingling immediately ran over, her eyes shining brightly. "I’ve long heard of the luxury houses in Yanjing Yanjing Tiancheng, but I didn't expect the view to be this great."

Tang Song blinked. "If you like it, you can come often in the future; after all, you’re my girlfriend."

"Ah." Yao Yao Lingling’s face turned slightly red. "That’s true, it wouldn't be a problem even if I lived here, hehe."

"Of course you can."

The two laughed and played while starting to eat.

Breakfast was very simple—sandwiches, hot milk, nuts, and fruit.

Yao Yao Lingling, however, ate it with extra seriousness and happiness, the smile on her face never fading.

After finishing the warm and joyful breakfast.

Yao Yao Lingling took the initiative to clean up.

Hesitating for a long time, she finally opened her mouth carefully: "Senior, it’s snowing today, the weather is quite cold, it doesn't seem very suitable for playing outside... right?"

"Right." Tang Song tilted his head to look at her. "Then, my dear Yao Lingling, do you have any special ideas?"

Yao Yao Lingling felt her heart tremble from his "my dear Yao Lingling."

She took a deep breath, blushing, and tried hard to make herself look less guilty. "Since it’s experiencing love, we have to go to places couples should go. A hot spring resort opened near my home last year, it’s really fun, with private hot springs, cinemas, and game halls—let’s go on a date there today, okay?"

Tang Song was stunned, a brilliant smile appearing on his face. "Okay, that’s a really good suggestion."

Yao Yao Lingling was in a state of excitement and leaping.

"I also—I also prepared swimming trunks for you, you just need to bring a set of clothes to change into, oh right, you can also bring some skincare products or something."

"You’ve prepared very thoroughly, thank you Yao Lingling." Tang Song’s eyes lit up.

Good fellow! The little junior sister is really sensible!

In this season, plus the fact that it just snowed, soaking in a hot spring was really a very good choice.

Subsequently, his gaze landed on Yao Lingling’s big butt.

With her waist-to-hip ratio, if she wore a swimsuit, the scene would definitely be explosive.

Thinking about it made him a little excited.

Subsequently, Yao Yao Lingling pushed Tang Song toward the master bedroom, wanting to help him choose his outfit for the day.

Arriving at the incomparably luxurious walk-in closet, she first exclaimed for a long time before she started choosing earnestly.

The process of trying on clothes was full of laughter, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

As a professional clothing designer, Yao Lingling’s eye was naturally beyond reproach.

Black turtleneck wool sweater, paired with a camel-gray double-breasted coat, dark gray trousers with a clean cut, and shiny black Oxford shoes.

Cold yet noble, simple yet elegant.

"Perfect!" Yao Yao Lingling clapped her hands, smiling with her eyes curved like crescents.

8:30 AM.

The two were packed and ready, walking out the door.

In the quiet elevator, Yao Yao Lingling’s gaze couldn't help but look at Tang Song’s slender hands.

Those hands had distinct knuckles, like a carefully carved work of art.

[According to reason, can I hold his hand at any time now? After all, it’s a "special relationship" period!]

[Right! What am I afraid of! It’s just holding hands!!]

[But will this make me look too unreserved, too active?]

Entanglement, expectation, and retreat—all kinds of little emotions were spinning wildly in her heart.

Just as she was in a state of confusion, the elevator door opened slowly.

Tang Song turned sideways and reached out his hand extremely naturally, interlacing his fingers with hers, palms touching.

Yao Yao Lingling’s body shivered violently, and she was pulled into the elevator in a daze.

On the mirror-like metal door wall, the closely intertwined figures of the two were clearly reflected.

Yao Yao Lingling raised her head slightly.

From this angle, Tang Song’s side profile was close at hand.

High nose bridge, cold and delicate skin, the contour of the jawline was as clean as a perfect painting.

And at this moment, she had just eaten the breakfast he made with his own hands, he was holding her hand tightly, and was going to the hot spring resort with her...

In the name of "boyfriend."

Actually, from the moment she determined her feelings, she had always had such fantasies.

It was just that she was clear about her situation and understood the gap between the two.

So all along, she only dared to joke online, hiding the ambiguity in teasing and banter.

But as a cheerful and generous person, she never thought of giving up easily.

Just like what she often said to herself—

What if the end of effort is him?

And now, fantasy had become reality, even if only for one day.

The elevator descended slowly.

At this moment, in this space that only belonged to the two of them.

Yao Yao Lingling couldn't control herself.

She stood on tiptoe and suddenly leaned over, kissing Tang Song on his side profile.

The slightly rapid breath sprayed onto his slightly cool cheek.

The air stood still for two seconds.

Yao Yao Lingling’s whole face burned red, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into immediately.

Yet she still stiffened her neck and defended herself: "Th—that, you performed well today, consider it a reward for you!"

"Is that so?" Tang Song turned his head, looking at her with deep eyes, his eyes full of smiles.

Yao Yao Lingling’s heartbeat was uncontrollably fast. "Ye—yes—aren't you my—my boyfriend... This is a benefit—"

Before she finished speaking, her chin was lifted by a warm palm.

Tang Song lowered his head, his smiling lips approaching.

He kissed her cold, trembling lips directly.

The full-of-energy Yao Yao Lingling widened her eyes instantly, and her whole body began to tremble violently.

The taste of a first kiss, green and beautiful, lingered on Tang Song’s lips.

"Ding—" The elevator arrived at the B1 floor, and the door opened slowly.

Tang Song sucked on the little junior sister’s lips lightly before letting her go.

Yao Yao Lingling opened her mouth, her eyes slightly unfocused.

What the heck?!

I—I was kissed by the senior? Mouth to mouth!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Looking at her soul-out-of-body appearance, Tang Song laughed. "What’s wrong? Aren't you my girlfriend? This is also a benefit."

"I—" Yao Yao Lingling’s small chest heaved violently, and she lowered her head with a blushing face. "No—nothing, it was just too sudden, I was startled."

"Let’s go, let’s set off." Tang Song smiled and pulled her limp, soft hand, striding out.

Soon, the ice-white Bentley Continental GT drove out of the underground parking lot.

The wheels rolled over the snow, merging into the crowded traffic of the city in the early morning.

On the road, Yao Yao Lingling, who had gradually come back to her senses, began to feel heartbroken.

It was really too fast and too sudden just now.

It was like Pigsy eating the ginseng fruit; she didn't even taste what it specifically tasted like!

But well, once there is a first, there is a second.

She secretly sized up the senior in the driver’s seat with the corner of her eye, and her heart began to calculate.

Senior, you started this; don't blame me for actively forcing a kiss on you later!

Hmph hmph!

Just at this moment, a warm, large hand suddenly fell onto her thigh.

Yao Yao Lingling’s body stiffened abruptly, subconsciously clenching her legs tightly.

(OwO)!

"What do you want to listen to?" Tang Song, however, acted as if nothing had happened, driving seriously without looking sideways, asking casually.

"An—anything" Yao Yao Lingling’s voice even carried a tremor.

Tang Song nodded and pressed the play button.

Immediately after, Su Yu’s ethereal and pleasant singing voice flowed slowly in the quiet car cabin through the top-tier Naim audio system.

Tang Song held the steering wheel with one hand, his gaze still focused on the front.

He said seriously: "You might not believe it if I say it, but I’m actually a master-level massage therapist. You’ve been training your glutes and legs for the past few months, and the intensity has been very high. The tensor fasciae latae on the outside of your thighs and the biceps femoris on the back are all a bit overly tense."

"Staying like this for a long time is easy to lead to anterior pelvic tilt and knee joint compensation. It just so happens that I’ll help you do some basic myofascial release and relaxation now."

As he spoke, his right hand, which was placed on her leg, began to knead unhurriedly.

The little junior sister had a typical pear-shaped figure, slender on the upper body but exceptionally plump on the lower body.

At this moment, her thighs, tightly wrapped by jeans, were full of flesh and amazing elasticity, feeling excellent.

It made Tang Song unable to put them down.

"Thank you, Senior"

Yao Yao Lingling sat paralyzed in the passenger seat, strands of strange, tingling electric currents spreading upward from the root of her thighs.

Her thigh muscles tightened and relaxed uncontrollably under his every knead—

She felt that her whole person was about to burn up.

But at the same time, an unprecedented comfort and relaxation gradually spread from the parts he was pressing.

The force was sometimes deep and powerful, reaching the depths of the fascia; sometimes light and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing against a willow.

The soreness and fatigue accumulated from long-term squats and deadlifts.

Were actually really being smoothed out little by little like this.

Yao Yao Lingling couldn't help but let out a low hum, then hurriedly covered her mouth.

There was no help for it; it was really too good. She felt it was even more exaggerated than when she used her water magic.

And this was just the senior helping her relax her muscles.

If he came for real... My god! She didn't know what that would feel like.

The Bentley Continental GT drove all the way south, gradually driving away from the noise and congestion of the city.

The scenery outside the window changed from a steel jungle of high-rise buildings to open suburbs and the rolling contours of the Western Hills.

After driving for about forty minutes.

The car slowed down and drove off the main road, turning into a wide landscape avenue lined with ginkgo trees.

A huge resort consisting of several modern-style buildings appeared in sight.

[Yunxi Valley Hot Spring Resort Hotel]

The car stopped steadily under the magnificent hotel corridor, and a doorman in a crisp uniform immediately stepped forward, respectfully opening the car door.

He took the car key Tang Song handed over and parked the car on his behalf.

Yao Yao Lingling’s pair of eyes, which were always full of energy, were now covered with a layer of water vapor.

Even speaking to Tang Song became soft and weak.

Walking into the resort lobby.

A scent mixed with high-end white tea aromatherapy and warm air rushed toward them.

The design of the entire lobby was a model of modern luxury.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window was a sparkling artificial lake and a carefully manicured lawn.

Yao Yao Lingling took out her phone and ID, pulled up the booking information, and checked in at the front desk.

Soon, led by hotel staff.

The two sat on an electric cart, passing through a sightseeing area composed of gardens, streams, and covered bridges.

They stopped in front of a villa hidden in a dense bamboo forest and maple forest.

Pushing open the heavy door, a private courtyard with a rich Japanese style came into view.

What Yao Yao Lingling booked through her friend Chen Wan was the highest-end "Moon Viewing" suite here, with each room in a separate villa, offering excellent privacy.

In the courtyard, under a black pine with a vigorous posture, was an open-air hot spring pool carved from a whole piece of volcanic rock.

Beside it, there was also a small tea room and a viewing platform, full of quiet Zen.

And the indoor area connected to the courtyard was a modern luxury living suite, with a bedroom, living room, and mini bar all available.

Tang Song scanned the area and sighed sincerely: "It’s really nice here, and it’s a five-star standard. It cost you, Yao Lingling. As a 'boyfriend,' I should actually be the one paying. How about I give you a gift as compensation later?"

Yao Yao Lingling’s face turned slightly red. "I won't be polite with you, then—that, Senior, I—I’m going to the bathroom."

After saying that, she ran into the bathroom without looking back.

"Click—"

The door was locked from the inside.

Yao Yao Lingling let out a long breath, and her wildly beating heart calmed down slightly.

She unbuttoned her jeans, sat on the toilet, looked down, and her cheeks turned red.

Unbuttoning her jeans, she sat on the toilet, looked down, and her cheeks turned bright red in an instant.

She had to change her clothes.

She tidied up simply, changed into her spare underwear, and then walked out of the bathroom again.

She had returned to being the full-of-energy Yao Yao Lingling.

In the first-floor living room, Tang Song was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the snow scene in the courtyard outside.

"Senior," Yao Yao Lingling walked to his side and said excitedly: "It’s still early, hot springs are only fun to soak in at night. Let’s go to the indoor amusement center first! My friend said that the claw machines there are especially easy to win, and there are the latest VR shooting games to experience!"

She had finally fought for this "limited boyfriend" opportunity, so naturally, she had to experience all the dating projects she had fantasized about!

"Okay, I’ll listen to you."

The two walked out of the villa side-by-side, strolling on the path of the resort.

On Saturday morning, and it just happened to be the first snow, there were extra tourists in the resort.

The air was full of lively laughter.

Yao Yao Lingling keenly noticed that no matter where they walked, there would always be many women stealing glances at Tang Song, and by the way, looking at her with envious, jealous, and hateful eyes.

Smiling triumphantly, Yao Yao Lingling reached out and affectionately took Tang Song’s arm.

She felt refreshed all over.

In the amusement center, the atmosphere was extremely heated.

Yao Yao Lingling completely let herself go, pulling Tang Song to wander around inside.

Sometimes stomping her feet in frustration at the claw machine for failing time and time again;

Sometimes cheering excitedly at the basketball machine for making a three-pointer;

And even experiencing the thrill of fighting zombies side-by-side with the senior in a VR game—

The cheerful and generous little junior sister had a crisp and hearty laugh, and her whole person was full of vitality.

Like a cup of boba milk tea with double sugar and steaming heat in winter, both sweet and warm.

It made Tang Song’s heart accelerate.

The two played wildly in the amusement center for nearly two hours before stopping reluctantly.

"Senior, I’m thirsty." Yao Yao Lingling panted, her cheeks flushed from exercise. "Do you want to drink anything? I’ll go buy it."

"Forget it, you rest here." Tang Song smiled and pressed her onto the bench beside her. "I’ll go buy it."

Yao Yao Lingling beamed instantly. "Then—emm—I want a cup of lemonade, iced!"

"Okay."

Tang Song nodded and turned to walk toward the milk tea shop in the corner.

Because there were many people, he was still queuing.

He simply placed the order online and started scrolling through his phone in the corner of the pickup area.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

A WeChat message popped up.

[Wen Wen Ruan: Photo.jpg]

Tang Song’s heart stirred, and he clicked it open quickly.

The background of the photo was a classical Jiangnan garden, shaded by green trees and surrounded by clear water.

But the protagonist of the photo was Zhang Yan.

She was wearing an apricot-pink Hanfu, her long black hair tied into an exquisite classical bun, adorned with a few small pearl flowers.

She stood quietly on the bluestone by the pond, her eyes clear.

Her whole person was like a hazy, unfinished Song lyric, full of gentle and fragile beauty.

Tang Song’s breath stalled.

He had always felt that Zhang Yan had a kind of gentle beauty of a Jiangnan beauty, especially when she wore Hanfu, she was very beautiful.

He immediately typed a reply: "Wen Ruan Wen Ruan, are you and Zhang Yan together?"

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

[Wen Wen Ruan: "Hehe, what? Afraid I’ll bully your little white rabbit? It’s not like I’m the scumbag who leaves feelings everywhere, making me work so hard to come and clean up his mess."]

Tang Song looked at the text filled with barbs and hints, and smiled awkwardly.

He replied: "Thank you for your hard work, Sister. When I get back, I’ll definitely help you 'clean up' personally, guaranteed to wipe it clean, and smooth and tender."

After a while, Wen Wen Ruan sent a reply.

[Wen Wen Ruan: "(—_—) Think beautiful thoughts. However, seriously, your junior high deskmate really has something when she wears ancient costumes, she is pitiful to behold, no wonder you care so much."]

Tang Song: "Actually, I think you would definitely be even more beautiful in Hanfu, Sister."

[Wen Wen Ruan: "Don't try that, I don't buy that from you."]

Tang Song: "Then what do you like to eat? My..."

The two exchanged a few "trash talk" messages filled with color and hints.

In the end, Wen Wen Ruan was the one who took the initiative to end this "cyber flirting."

She said she was going to take Zhang Yan to taste authentic Yangcheng delicacies.

Tang Song was just about to put down his phone when a new photo was sent over.

[Wen Wen Ruan: Portrait.jpg]

Tang Song clicked it open, and his heart jumped again.

In the photo, Wen Wen Ruan had also changed into a flowing Hanfu.

Her hairstyle was a typical, dignified, and luxurious Tang-style high bun, and the golden hair crown and the cinnabar flower mark between her eyebrows added even more style to her already beautiful face.

The green and beige ceremonial dress outlined her breathtakingly full curves perfectly, as if they were about to burst out at any moment.

Yet it was completely different from Zhang Yan’s gentleness.

Wen Wen Ruan was a magnificent and intensely colored Tang dynasty poem, full of the luxury and dignity of "clouds think of clothes and flowers think of looks."

Yet it was completely different from Zhang Yan's gracefulness.

Wen Wen Ruan was like a magnificent and richly colored Tang Dynasty poem, filled with the luxury and elegance of "clouds evoke clothes, flowers evoke faces."