Hum! With Miss Ben's high-pitched voice, although it can't deaf your ears, it will at least shake your ears.

Nangong Jin, who came back to his senses, only felt dizzy in his head, and his ears rang vigorously.

I shook my head hard, and it took a while to calm down.

But when he was fully awake, he found that Sikong Yue'er had broken free of his hand and walked into the house alone.

Angry, he rushed into the house, only to see another side of him who had never been Sikong Yue'er.

There was a painting on the desk, and she sat quietly in front of the table, her beautiful eyes covered with a thin layer of white mist, and he could clearly see the intense sadness and resentment in her eyes behind the white mist. Xinmeng's was stabbed.

His eyes drifted to the frame, and he wanted to see what the painting would allow her to show her other side. Show such a look. But when he saw the person in the painting, he was stunned.

The painting is a little boy, about 10 years old, wearing a white tuxedo, a lonely person quietly leaning on a tree that looks very old, like a knife-like outline, telling his extraordinary appearance, but he has a pair of sharp eyes that do not belong to his age, looking straight ahead of him, as if there is something in front of him that can instantly attract his attention, but even so his gaze is very sharp, full of thick vigilance.

Although this little boy was wearing very strange clothes and his hair was very strange, Nangong Jin could still recognize him at a glance.

But he had been wearing a human skin mask since he was very young, so how could she possibly know his true face?

"Crossing: Naughty Little Princess" painting beautiful man is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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