In Jiang Li's previous life and this life, Fu Jiuxiao was the only one who recognized Jiang Li accurately.
Was he really treating her differently?
Tch...
Jiang Li shook off this thought and looked back at Fu Jiuxiao. The expression on her face changed again.
She became wicked, arrogant, and domineering.
Jiang Li's eyes were like hooks, seductive, and dangerous.
"Ninth Master Fu, you have good eyes."
As Jiang Li said this, she leaned on the sofa and started to unbraid her hair.
In fact, she did not like to tie her hair. It would give her a headache.
Her thick hair, which did not want to be tied up, wrapped around her ivory-white fingers and fell on her porcelain-white face. In an instant, it was as if she had taken off her disguise, which made her face look demonic.
He must have taken a fancy to a little vixen.
Fu Jiuxiao was still expressionless, but his unfathomable eyes had seen everything.
