The red is not obvious, and it is soaked in the nails, like a layer of rose-colored nail polish.

But Tu Yan trembled, and what she originally wanted to say disappeared from her mind in an instant. She looked at Song Wenli, whose black pupils were like bottomless whirlpools, making it impossible to see any emotion.

"Sister-in-law, do you smell anything?" Lin Yimian sniffed the air, turned his head and asked Tu Yan suspiciously.

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