Forced Marriage (8)
Editor: Atlas Studios
A glint of excitement flashed across her eyes before it disappeared, replaced by a cold smile.
"No need," she said calmly as she walked past Yuan Sichun and Leisi.
Bo Jinghang followed eagerly.
Qi Mohan followed behind with a cold expression on his face. His gaze was as sharp as a knife and ax. He wished he could cut the soul of the man opposite him.
Raith suddenly glanced sideways at him and met his gaze. His blue eyes flashed with undisguised disdain and superiority.
Then, she chased after Shen Fanxing and said, "Miss Shen, Miss Yuan is right. You're a beginner. How about I choose a docile pony for you? A pony is really short. It can guarantee your safety."
"I said there's no need."
Shen Fanxing was really annoyed by this man's pestering and her tone was impatient.
Seeing Shen Fanxing fly past the stall, a glint flashed across Leisi's eyes and he smiled again.