Anlan Xintong's eyes widened as if she had been frightened. She couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Looking at Anlan Xintong's reaction, Yue manzhu's footsteps paused, as if she was also surprised. A dark light flashed in her otherworldly eyes, carrying with it a blood-weeping beauty.
In particular, the Zhusha mole between her eyebrows was even more enchanting.
Such a demonic-looking young master Yue caused Anlan Xintong's heart to uncontrollably beat faster.
He was really too devilish, especially when he was looking at her with a charming light in his eyes.
Anlan Xintong could clearly see that there seemed to be a flash of red light in his eyes.
She didn't know if it was her imagination or if she was hallucinating, but just now, she vaguely saw his eyes turn red.
Anlan Xintong knew that this young master Yue was yang manqin. They looked very similar, yet different at the same time.
