At this moment, a young man in white was walking aimlessly for a few steps under a shelf full of lanterns. A hibiscus lamp broke into his sight. The hibiscus flower was delicate and gorgeous, which best matched her delicate and charming face.
Liu Yulu looked back and met the eyes of the young man behind her.
The noise in the world seemed to disappear in her ears at this moment. In the world of silence, there was only a young man with his back to the fireworks, as gentle as a peerless jade among the fireworks. With just one glance, she knew what she liked.
"Li, Li Xianjun." The girl's almond-shaped eyes flashed, and she said softly, tugging on Li Zhisheng's green shirt. Then he put his hand into the man's sleeve, wanting to find out.
Halfway through, Li Zhisheng put his hands on his hands and said, "Is it true that Miss Liu is guilty of blaspheming the immortal?"
The male voice was cool and serious, but to Liu Yulu it sounded teasing for some reason.
Only then did Yulu realize that she had been rude just now, and instantly her face turned red from the base of her ears.
"Unexpectedly, Miss Liu would also call me the Immortal Lord."
"Still, I don't want to see the mystery of your sleeves." Liu Yulu muttered with a blushing face.
Li Zhisheng really didn't expect that this woman who had spent half of her life in the palace could be so innocent.
It's no wonder that her love affair ended when she was a teenager.
Intention: Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.