After speaking, a light color appeared between the eyebrows, and it seemed completely alienated and cold.
Not to mention the crowd of Furuixiang, even the old man in the tunic suit looked back at her in surprise.
Everyone’s eyes focused on Alana.
I saw that she picked up the celadon teacup again, her eyelashes were slightly tightened, and her white and clear skin gave a sense of distance.
Before others could speak again, they only heard unique whistles in their ears.
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