C26 It Was a White Lotus

Mu Bai rearranged his clothes, fastened his belt, and rubbed his wrist. He looked a little unnatural.

Lia Yan had just twisted his wrist and vented all her dissatisfaction and anger on the strength of her palm. She felt good in her heart.

Her amber eyes that were filled with anger just now were now like stars that were lit up. There was a bit of charm and provocation in them