C1735 In the Arms of This Sect Leader

After the time it takes to burn an incense stick had passed, white-clothed youth's expression became even more unsightly. The fan in his hands suddenly disappeared, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed a dangerous look.

Enjoying the feeling of Gu Xiaoxiao leaning on his chest, Shangguan Wuji's eyes were filled with tenderness. He gently wrapped his arms around Gu Xiaoxiao's waist and said