C167 Myriad filaments

Xie Yingmei laughed, the look in her eyes could not be distinguished, "Quasi-wangfei, stop guessing randomly, I really do like the Prince Duan," she took a deep breath. "But I also understand that the Prince Duan already has you."

Xue Ronghua stared at her blankly for a while, then said with a curved lips: "Things have already come to this point