C367 Her Selfishness

"And then?" When he wasn't wearing a mask, he was simply too handsome.

When he lowered his gaze, the sliver eye was like a star.

However, his hand was ordinary as usual as he held the melon pulp in his hand and gently cleaned it for her.

Ye Qingru felt a little itchy and bit her lips to restrain herself from saying softly, "If I cultivate it to death