In the next second when mo Fei regained his consciousness, he saw tu ya's eyes that were as clear as water, her delicate skin, and the faint fragrance in the air. He was suddenly in a trance.
His Adam's apple moved hard. He squinted his eyes and glanced up and down at tu ya.
"Young lady, what did you just say?
Do you know that the two words you just said are the most respected figure in our spirit city? however, on the account of your beauty, I will pardon you for your disrespect. "
The young man waved the folding fan in his hand with a tender and protective expression.
This was a typical case of using a chicken feather as a token of authority. In order to pick up a girl, he actually made such a groundless crime.
One look and you could tell that he was a hedonistic son who often bullied the common people.
"Young master, the more I look at this girl, the more I can't see her. She's so beautiful that nothing can compare."
