"Wait, girl, I have a question."
Suddenly, a tall girl, around fifteen years old, stopped in front of Xiu Wanxue.
Wu Tianxiang narrowed his eyes and stood in front of her. Even Ma Wenye subconsciously stood in front of her.
The girl and everyone were stunned. What was this? Why would these men jump in front of their wife with such a protective posture?
"What do you want to ask?" Xiu Wanxue patted Wu Tianxiang's shoulder and stood in front of him and Ma Wenye.
No one noticed that the bodies of the four men were stiff. Especially Fang Xingwu, who almost tried to reduce his sense of existence.
"That is, I want to ask, what do you use to dye your hair?" The girl was in a daze when she saw that Xiu Wanxue's eyes were as ruby red as the crystals.
"Even your eyes were dyed? How? I love the color of your hair and eyes!" The girl was excited.
