Qiao Huan stared at this cold and majestic man in disbelief. The image of Yan Ting willing to be humiliated to save A Bao when he first met flashed before his eyes. He tried in vain to find the familiar shadow in the man.
Mianqi covered the upper half of Yan Ting's face, so Qiao Huan couldn't see his expression clearly, but his eyes were stung by the golden Gun dragon robe.
Intention: I don't know