The green silk behind it is like a vine, with an intoxicating incense.

The long hair poured down and touched her skin, like an ambiguous feeling.

Mo Fanyan frowned slightly, only to see that his eyebrows were lightly raised, and his beautiful black eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and he couldn't figure it out.

Until his slender and graceful fingers...

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