Pei Zhan felt no pain or itching. He raised his sleeve and wiped it casually, turning the scattered blood stains on his face into a bloody red. The boyish face suddenly took on a chilly look, and the slightly raised corners of his lips were indescribably charming.
Don't be coy or hesitant, just start flirting when she's tempted.
This article tells the story of a time-traveling heroine's growth, flirting with the male protagonist, and house fighting.
(In order to facilitate the author's random play, this article has chosen historical fiction. Dear readers who are well-informed and knowledgeable, please turn a blind eye to the author's loose history, folk customs, and character settings. Love it MUA~)
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