Less than two meters away from her, stood a man in white. His silver butterfly mask shone coquettishly under the candlelight. He was bending down to look at something, something that Ye Xuanji had just broken.
That thin-skinned glass bottle.(www
At this moment, the ground was shattered, just like Ye Xuanji's frightened heart...
Ye Xuanji was frozen there, not knowing whether to advance or retreat?[
Almost subconsciously, before he raised his head, she quietly backed away...
"where you go?"
The man in white who had been lowering his head suddenly spoke.
Without raising his head, he was still playing with the glass bottle on the ground.
He moved his fingers lightly on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, he picked up a thin layer of things and took another glass bottle.
Pour a solvent into a glass bottle, and then put that thin layer into the bottle...
He did this with a smooth flow, and his technique was extremely nimble.
The voice was also light and nothing unusual could be heard.
It was as if he was chatting with her.
Ye Xuanji was stunned for a moment, what did he mean?
I discovered his shocking secret. Is he too calm?
Or maybe he just came in and didn't know that he had already gone to the Sixth Prince's Mansion along the corridor...
Is he Mo Qingcheng?
Or are they just close...
She couldn't help but look him up and down again.
His white robe is like snow, wrapped around his thin body, his black hair is longer than Mo Qingcheng's, and his temperament is as cold as an immortal.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like Mo Qingcheng...訾惾樾慨訾
Naturally, it was impossible to run away at this time, so Ye Xuanji had no choice but to take advantage of the situation.[
He smiled dryly: "I, I came here accidentally... You, you have so many collections."
Ye Xuanji simply pretended to be confused for him, but her mind was racing with thoughts of how to escape...酩訾樾樾慩樾樾擨樾戾捩樾