The Strategist Su Xiao Hao
Editor: Atlas Studios
Lan Qing was wearing a white top and blue suspenders. Her dressing was as simple as ever, but it still couldn't conceal her unique temperament.
She suddenly got up and jumped down from the big white dog. Her long black hair that wasn't tied up immediately fluttered outwards, and her thin body also drifted down like a breeze… It really seemed like she was floating down!
She floated a few meters away and landed in front of Su Hao. A few strands of hair hung in front of her forehead under the sea breeze and one couldn't help but want to push it away for her…
"Thank you," Lan Qing said softly, her voice like an empty valley orchid reaching his ears through the wind.
Her slender fingers pushed aside the hair in front of her forehead, and she turned to walk towards the battlefield.
Beside him, Jiang Xiuqi's eyes widened. He looked back and forth, revealing an indescribably wretched smile. "What did you do? What did you do?"