In front of him, the man's voice was clear and low, as if with a power of bewitching people, making the Millennium slightly stunned for a moment.

She raised her eyes and looked at each other. She bumped into those dark and cold eyes, which were like stars, and her heart clattered.

Millennium has always been on her body. She can face many things calmly and will not be impatient. But it is precisely because of this that she rarely contacts the opposite sex. When facing such an aggressive man, the chord called girl's heart seems to be stirred passively.

She blinked and smiled sweetly at the man in front of her. Her eyes were bent into Crescent: "yes."

Ling Shen gathered his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and spread it out in front of the millennium.

He had just parked his car on the side of the road and had already noticed the girl. She was wearing a classical cheongsam, which reflected the girl's simplicity and flexibility incisively and vividly. When giving fortune telling, he stretched out a pair of catkins, then raised his eyes and said what he had calculated with a smile.

Strange and beautiful girl.

This is Ling Shen's opinion of the girl