C270 Death of Nirvana

The corners of his eyes curved as if he was smiling, but there was no trace of warmth in his eyes, and his eyes were as cold as a cold white lotus in a cold spring.

As the music played, her expression became gentler. She only danced a little, but there was hesitation and a trace of apprehension on her face.

When the music finally stopped, Ann Lan smiled again. This time