C2581 The Inversion of the Literary and Female Matchmaking in the Decades of the Decades of the Deca
Yue Xi immediately closed off her five senses and fell asleep.
Looking at the blackened face of the eldest young miss, there was no reaction at all. The people who came to rescue her were all incomparably panicked.
When Yue Xi opened her eyes again, the tip of her nose was filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant. Her long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly, flapping her wings gently