Long silver needles exuding cold air appeared in front of Luo Fuxian, and the immortal essence was like a thread, trying to touch his lips.

Zhen Qianzhou's complexion suddenly changed and she quickly took a few steps back.

"Miss Luo, am I not joking?" He waved his hands quickly and said with a smile.

Luo Fuxian seemed to be biting her teeth secretly. She saluted Qin Xuan and said: "Yuan'er is naughty by nature. I hope Mr. Qin will not take offense!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "You shouldn't be here!"

He spits out five words, and it's like rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Zhen Qianzhou was a little dissatisfied, but seemed to be afraid of the silver needle that Luo Fuxian had suffered. He could only hold his head in his hands and said helplessly.

"Falling flowers have feelings, flowing water has no intention!"

He glanced at Qin Xuan, then at Luo Fuxian, and shook his head slightly.

Women should be given priority over men, and women should be given priority over men.

snort!

In the end, I'm afraid it will all be...
Chapter completed!