Qin Si had yet to finish his sentence when he felt a cold gaze on him. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end. He quickly straightened his back and immediately changed his words. "Ahem! I mean, Sister Qiao, you look quite good like this."
He did not forget to turn around and seek approval. "Master Wang, don't you think so?"
Ye Wangchuan called Ye Lan, but no one picked up. He turned off his cell phone and looked up in the girl's direction. His gaze paused for a moment before he handed her a black mask. "It's windy outside. Put on a mask. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Doubtful, Qiao Nian took it from him and lowered her head to play with it. She was about to say that there was no need, but the man seemed to know what she was thinking. His eyes were deep as he looked at her. "You're now a popular person in the independent continent. Many eyes are on you. It's best to cover your face when you go out to avoid unnecessary trouble."
