"Don't get excited! I was just joking." Ye Xingyan was quick to adapt, spreading his hands open in front of his chest, with a flattering smile on his face.
His personality wasn't quite like the rumors.
Ji Ning withdrew her spiritual power, not bothering to look at him, "318217 information."
Ye Xingyan's smile deepened a bit, and even the genuine leather mask on his face couldn't hide the amusement in his eyes. He pointed to his head, "It's here."
Ji Ning glanced at him again, scoffing coldly.
Ye Xingyan was much more shrewd than Ye Xingming.
Ji Ning walked ahead, while Ye Xingyan followed behind her, hands clasped behind his back, seeming quite relaxed.
Huang Ying squinted slightly, following with slow steps, her hand in her pocket trembling slightly.
Could Ji Ning really be…
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Although the winter scenery of Jiuming Mountain was not as vibrant as in spring and summer, it had a unique charm.
