She slowly opened her thick eyelashes, and a red light flashed in her eyes. Her eyes were deep and unfathomable, like the mysterious Blood Moon in the sky, with a primitive wild and demonic nature.
Jiang yajing and Si Rong's eyes met for the first time, and the first thought that came to her mind was, "It was really beautiful!
What a beautiful little brother ...
This was a kind of beauty that touched the soul, and it could no longer be described as beautiful.
The dusty memory suddenly jumped out.
In the eyes of Xu wanjun and the others, Jiang yajing was just staring at si Rong in a daze. Just when they thought that they were going to do a bad take, Jiang yajing actually performed better than usual-she clenched her fists as if she was still in unbearable pain. She looked at si Rong with a stunned and shocked expression, and her confused expression revealed a complicated mix of desire and fear. She asked in a low voice, ""You ... Who is it?"
