When a-Qing said this, her voice was a little low and seemed a little hoarse, which was particularly touching.
Just by looking at ah Luo's eyes, listening to his voice, and listening to his words, Bai yuechan's heart could not help but tremble.
Her heart was beating uncontrollably.
Whether it was ah Luo's voice or gaze, to Bai Yuexi, they all carried a magical power.
She couldn't handle it at all.
Bai Yuexi realized that ah Luo's influence on her was too great.
The 16-year-old ah Zhen had also grown up. Unconsciously, his every move was elegant and charming, like a Jade Tree, shining like a flower.
No matter how good her self-control was, it was easy for her to get drunk in front of ah Luo.
At this moment, Bai Yuexi naturally thought of the madness of the southern Cloud city's women.
