C659 The Breathtaking Xi Bi Yao

On the platform stood a tall figure with a head of glossy black hair that was like a waterfall. Aroma floated between her hair. It was neither the strong perfume nor the shampoo.

It was a kind of natural serenity, like the leisurely fragrance of the Peach Blossom Origin Forest, which was as high as the mountains and as far as the water.

The wings of his nose moved as he closed his eyes to think