Zhu Shan's heart trembled violently, and then her lips trembled.

When she came back to her senses, there was no sound of wind chimes, only the sound of beautiful music.

In front of her was Ling Xiao's proud smiling face.

He leaned forward slightly, the strands of hair on his forehead were blown away, and his posture was not serious at all, but even a little casual.

But Zhu Shan knew that Ling Xiao never spoke empty words.

Therefore, even though he said ...