In her previous death, the executioner Liang Hengzhi never failed to pour out his love in front of her.
And now, this person who wants to torture her to death actually has a soft spot for herself?
Am I just missed by this kind of person?
I just want to die in the hands of such a person again?
Disgusting, dirty!
When she thought about it, the skin all over her body trembled, and she almost couldn't help but want to vomit.
This is a foreign country, and the living habits, customs and customs are all unfamiliar to her.
And across the country, the only thing that remains the same is that in the eyes of her admirers, she is completely unaware of any happiness, but only selfishness and ruthlessness!
What's the use of having that peerless and alluring name?
After all, they are all mirror images, just making people laugh!
Her clenched fists suddenly unclenched, and she stood up slowly under everyone's surprised gazes.
Then, she took off her headscarf and loosened her hair in a loose bun.
A head of long, shiny black hair was exposed in front of everyone. She slowly combed it with her fingers.
Elegant and dignified, it doesn't look like an ancestral hall surrounded by people and tense situations.
And like a girl who is facing the rhombus mirror and the dressing table and wants to see her lover, dressed up carefully.
The room was eerily quiet. No one knew which play she was singing this time, and all eyes were focused on her.
After tidying up the messy hair, Bai Yuyue tied it up again.
With her hair in a bun, she looks less lazy and more energetic and capable.
Then, she tidied up her clothes and completely ignored Mu Yuntian's increasingly cold gaze.
After everything was settled, Bai Yuyue slowly raised his head.