Silly girl, it's heartache

Hearing Yue manzhu's words, Anlan Xintong nodded her head. So it was because the time was different.

Although Anlan Xintong had heard Yue manzhu talk about everything regarding the succubus race, she also understood,"manzhu, does this mean that the matter regarding the succubus race has been resolved?"

"Yeah, it's all settled. Don't worry. There won't be anyone from the succubus race who can threaten you and me."

As she spoke, Yue manzhu deeply looked at an LAN Xintong, as if she wanted to imprint her into her mind.

When Yue manzhu looked at Anlan Xintong, her gaze was very deep and sparkling, carrying a strong heartache.

Anlan Xintong was currently thinking about something. When she met Yue manzhu's gaze, her heart skipped a beat. She touched her own face."Is there something on my face?"

Yue manzhu ruffled an LAN Xintong's hair."Silly girl, I feel bad for you."