C162 Qilin Pill!
Bai Suyue turned her head to the side and focused her eyes on Yan Mochi's perfect side profile. The high nose bridge and rosy lips were like an arc shaped like a distant mountain, quietly taking shape in the hearts of others.
"I don't believe that person is just a small rich merchant. Judging from his clothes and accent, he shouldn't be from Beijing, his every move and gesture has an innate