"Pfft" a sneer sounded in his ears.
Shan Xi held on and ignored it, wondering what the cause of this person's convulsion was.
"Talking about you, you are a little demon who came here to practice Taoism. If you tell me, you will laugh out loud at the demon world." Bai Yuchen raised his eyebrows, and the charm in his eyes was clear.
"You can't control it," Shan Xi said and left without looking back.
. . . . . .
I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing.
Shan Xi kept looking at the willows, and as the wind blew on her face, bringing waves of fragrance, Shan Xi suddenly smiled, like a beautiful woman.
Concept: The green color makes up a tree as high as ten thousand green silk ribbons hanging down.