C272 Old Events

Late at night, Han Xixie just sat in front of the clothes rack. The food on the table didn't move at all, which made Liu Ao, who had just walked into the room, surprised for a moment.

"Master?" Liu Ao looked at the stunned Han Xixie and followed his sight to the clothes hanging on the rack. That familiar appearance made him sigh faintly.

"Master, it's better if you don't look at it