C142 The Mysterious Man Appears
The sky had just turned white, and Yun Qianliang was pulled out of the comfortable bed as she forcefully put the person on the table.
Yun Qianliang lazily sat at the table, dozing off occasionally as her head tilted down like a chick pecking at rice.
"Miss Yun, please do it well," brocade looked at the charcoal drawing of the ugly marks on her eyebrows and said impatiently