The wind swept in from the window, curling the hair in front of Luo Cunyuan's forehead, revealing the facial features like a knife carving. The casual and almost lazy sitting posture makes his whole person exude the air of a king who is mighty in the world.

At this time, the corners of his mouth were pursed with a smile, and his handsome face seemed to have an almost evil tenderness, like a beautiful boy who was carefully carved in Greek mythology, showing noble elegance.

As if it were fixed in the original ......

Chapter 70 of "Listening to the Night Wind" The wind is light and the clouds are in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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