Returning to the Immortal Mountain a Thousand Years Ago "Wan Yan! Why did the picture of the crane returning to the fairyland that I finally asked for from Wenqu Xingjun become like this!! Come here! I promise not to beat you to death!" Bei Jin looked at the drawing paper in front of him where the ink was smeared, and his heart felt cold.
Wang Yan heard the sound and pushed open the door. In the interplay of light and shadow, the figure was more beautiful than Wen Quxingjun's painting... Bei Jin even forgot to make a fierce expression.
"You said this as if you could beat me to death." Hearing Wan Yan's light voice, he suddenly came back to his senses... He was actually fascinated by sex! I can't stand "Why did you destroy this painting!"
"It's nothing to run to Wenqu Palace every day and drag Wenqu's sleeves for the sake of supplementary painting!"
"... Wanyan, are you jealous?"