Lu Lin smiled sheepishly, tidied up the things in his hands, and went to open the door for Wang Juan.
"Lu Lin, impressive! You just came back and already cracked my wall."
"Don't block the door. Let me go in and see. Have you become an Awakener? Is that why your destructive power is so immense?"
"Wait."
Lu Lin blocked the room door with his body, seeing the woman at the entrance showing no hesitation in entering his home.
"Are you... Wang Juan?"
Her voice indeed sounded like Wang Juan's, but the woman in front of him bore no resemblance to the Wang Juan he remembered.
The Wang Juan Lu Lin remembered was round.
But the woman in front of him was decidedly slim.
She wore black, short-sleeved pajamas with a small floral pattern, her hair casually tied up at the back of her head.
Are you sure this is the same chubby girl from six years ago?
"Lu Lin, you seriously don't recognize *me*?"
