All of them were ugly.
He really couldn't pick one out.
Wen Xian stared at the portraits in his hands. His thin lips pursed into an unhappy arc. He couldn't help but feel a touch of suspicion.
Did Ji LAN have such strong tastes?
You can even eat this?
However, when she thought about how she could like an zixuan even with his looks ... Without a doubt, Wen Xian confirmed his previous guess, and the air pressure around him lowered a bit.
Finally ...
Wen Xian really picked out a few for Fu Shang.
In the words of great beauty Wen, it was barely acceptable. Only the heavens knew how disdainful Wen Xian's expression was when he said this.
The man's slender fingers lifted slightly, and he bent down to put his face in front of Fu min. They were so close that she could touch his high nose and could almost see his thick eyelashes.
Wen Xian directly pinched Fu Shang's chin.
The Empress: "??!!
