C143 Your Previous Life(2)

She fixed a few strings together and quickly wove them together. In a short period of time, there was a rope that was two to three inches long. The thickness of the rope was about the size of the hole in the pearl. Looking at it, Qing Xuan was filled with admiration. He couldn't help but clasp his hands together. This kind of thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn for the rest of my life