Li Ping'an was somewhat puzzled.
Although his master had put on a white veil hat to cover her beautiful features, when walking through the big city, she still attracted the gaze of many onlookers.
He intentionally fell back two steps, gave his master a few glances, and pondered carefully...
If he considered the situation from another's perspective, should he suddenly encounter a woman on the road dressed all in white—white clothes, a white skirt, a white hat—tall and slender, with a demeanor not of the mundane world and an untouchable air of purity, he would indeed find it hard not to take a few extra looks.
Understanding the passersby, becoming the...
"What are you looking at? Is my attire very strange?"
Qing Su turned her head to transmit her voice, and Li Ping'an immediately smiled and moved forward, walking shoulder to shoulder with his master.
