"Hi—"
Xia Yu greeted Yuchuan Ayaka.
Then, he looked her up and down, scrutinizing his opponent.
He had to admit, Yuchuan Ayaka was quite the looker, though not as angelic as Tiqie Helinai, but if he had to rate her appearance, Xia Yu would give her an 11, one extra just to test her ego.
Long legs, slender waist, hourglass figure—overall, impressive.
The light makeup enhanced her natural beauty, Xia Yu personally confirmed up close, definitely no plastic surgery involved, no talk of the four major Asian cosmetic procedures.
Still wearing that Bohemian-style floral maxi dress, her hair was brownish-yellow, dyed and permed, falling in waves over her shoulders, with her fair forehead fully revealed, and delicate facial features.
A Bohemian headband wrapped around her forehead, keeping her wavy, curly hair in place.
