The man's skin was as white as jade, and his green clothes were wet with water.
It looks very much like the splash-ink landscapes painted by Master.
Master once said that life is like a painting, whether you paint it gently or pick it slowly, or your strokes move quickly and slowly, there is always one stroke that makes you intoxicated and infatuated.
Such a young man, no matter how young or old he is, will definitely be an important part of the picture.
It's a pity that this scroll has just been rolled out, so she can't see it clearly. This is what the fourteen-year-old girl thought at that moment.
Ning Siyin didn't remember how she stopped him. If she knew she was destined to not escape an entanglement, she would hide far away. Unfortunately, the most lacking medicine in the world is the medicine of regret.