Cold Shadow Ruoxi

The hijab was lifted, and a handsome face came into view. Cheng Baixi couldn't help but sigh, this was really the groom who came to his door, not the groom Chen Baiwan spent a lot of money to find with lanterns. I saw that he was wearing an official hat, extremely noble, with no hair covering his face, clean and fresh, sword-shaped eyebrows, a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes, a handsome and tall nose, slightly raised lips, a smile when not smiling, and a white neck exposed. When he bent down to look at Cheng Baixi, he stood up and put it on the bedside table. He held the hijab in his hand and stood up and placed it on the bedside table. His red dress swayed rhythmically as he walked, like a burning fire. The only flaw was that there was no trace of life on his face, and it was still horribly pale under the flickering candlelight.