Especially at this time, she took off her disguise and became someone who couldn't help but love her.

"What are you looking at??"

Fan Zhixuan, who seemed to be aware that Jia Qi was sizing her up, couldn't help but sneered after taking off her disguise.

Jia Qi shook his head with a smile and didn't answer. Not only was she and herself in this room, what else could he be looking at! A picture of a beautiful woman, with ice-cold muscles and jade bones, no sweat, words are ink, and eyes are made of

Inkstone, anger and happiness are the peak, or the color of ink can produce fragrance, one glance will last for thousands of years.

This was a woman who made his heart flutter just because of her color. He had to admit that sometimes, she really died under the skirts of a beautiful woman, and she was also charming even if she was a ghost.

After looking at it for a while, Jia Qi let go of his hand and calmed the faint ripples on the lake of his heart again.

Looking at Jia Qi who had returned to his original position, Fan Zhixuan suddenly asked: "You want to leave??"

Jia Qi sighed and replied: "It's time to go!!"

When Fan Zhixuan heard this sigh, she regained her composure and said softly: "I asked Grandma Wang to see you off!"

"No, I'm going to Fengzao Palace to see my big sister!!"

Fan Zhixuan snorted lightly when she heard this and looked away.

"Kneel down!"

Jia Qi smiled but was not angry. He cupped his hands and said, "Jia Qi, a humble minister, is retiring!"
Chapter completed!