Chapter 272: There are still experts?
That eye swept up and down Loren's body, finally staring at his face for a long while.
She rubbed her eyes, stared at Loren's face again for a long time, and even pinched herself, trying to confirm this wasn't a dream.
Loren maintained a smile from beginning to end, looking back at Cecelia.
"Loren, it's really you..."
Cecelia suddenly pulled the door open, hopped forward a step, then timidly retreated back, saying weakly:
"Please... please come in..."
Only then did Loren see Cecelia's full appearance. She was currently wearing fluffy pajamas, her short dark red hair so red it was almost black, with slightly curled ends. There was a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, giving her an overall bewitching feel.
However, her personality was vastly different from what Loren had imagined. He thought Cecelia would excitedly throw herself at him upon seeing him, then try to drug him to keep him forever.
But she was so timid, giving off a feeling of someone who loves the idea of dragons but fears the real thing. Previously, when exchanging letters with Loren, she sent him a blood-written letter and even sneaked into Loren's house, yet upon actually meeting, she was this timid.