Thinking of something, Tower Master Luochen’s eyes turned sinister. If it wasn’t for the fact that the time wasn’t ripe, he really wanted to bring the person in front of him back to the nine pavilions. This way, he could see this smiling nightmare every day, he was still somewhat alive.
Just as Hei Xinjiu was mumbling, she seemed to have sensed something. When she raised her head, she happened to see Tower Master Luochen’s deep and sinister eyes. She couldn’t help but be startled.
When she looked again, those eyes had already returned to their gloomy and deep appearance. This fellow was puzzled. Could it be that he had seen wrongly just now?
“How dare you! Our Tower Master’s identity is honorable. Is it something you can covet directly? !”The maid who lifted the curtain of the carriage reprimanded unhappily.
Hei Xinjiu’s heart was like ten thousand divine beasts whizzing past. Damn it, this Lan Luochen wasn’t the sun. Why couldn’t she look directly at him?
Covet?
