C330 On-the-spot strain

When the light from the lantern shone onto Xue Ronghua's face, and her raised eyelashes cast a shadow at the bottom of her eyes, Chu Chengxun's gaze became increasingly profound. The portrait of a beauty on the lampshade was also not half as beautiful as her.

Xi Yu looked at the intimate expression in his master's eyes, and promptly pulled at the corner of his clothes, saying in a low voice