C835 A Little Traitor

Su Mann sat in the coach in a panic, her ancient costume spread out like petals.

Lu Pei sat opposite to her and used his fingers to hold his forehead out of habit, while his vision recovered a bit of laziness.

Su Mann's hair was a bit messy, and her collar was open to reveal a square inch of her snow-white collarbone. Her face was slightly red from anger, as if someone had just kneaded her