I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

"I’m all washed up and smelling fresh."

As she spoke, Zhao’er walked towards you.

You could vaguely see something, oh, don’t look! Don’t look! Don’t look!

You hastily threw the cashmere underwear in your hand to Zhao’er, turning around swiftly to press your entire face against the wall!

Fearing that Zhao’er would come closer, you hurriedly said, "Put on some clothes first."

"Oh," Zhao’er nodded.

After hearing the rustling sound of her dressing, you finally relaxed and turned around with a smile— "Zhao..."

"Shh!"

Two streams of nosebleed gushed out like an open faucet, pouring down instantly!

Leaning back, the back of your head hit the wall heavily, and your body fell backward.