"With such beauty, Master Li, how could I ever get enough? You should know that I've admired you for so long. Having finally met you, of course, I have to take an extra look or two."
"Master Li, is this what you call, 'wall-pin'? "
"Visiting late at night, I would be embarrassed to come empty-handed."
The cool, detached voice gradually dissipated, and the "masked youth" from her memories began to overlap with the girl in front of him.
No wonder he felt her gaze was so familiar the first time he saw her on the street.
It turns out "he" was "she."
Li Mochan's eyelids slightly drooped, his eyes lighting up with a dangerous, starry glint, "Little wolf cub, you've hidden yourself quite deeply."
Even he had been fooled by her for so long.
Unintentionally, Master Jiu unwittingly exposed his disguise, still delighting in playing with the masks on the stall.
"Mohan, which one looks good?"
She picked up two masks, asking the person beside her.
