"Your implication is that I'm old, isn't it?" Li Yuan suddenly put down the comb in her hand, turned around, and looked at Mu Qingge coldly.
"No." Mu Qingge's smile at the corner of her mouth remained unchanged, decisively denying.
Well, although that was indeed what she meant.
It was best if Li Yuan could understand, but she wouldn't admit it, giving her no excuse to counter her.
Li Yuan's gaze darkened, she slowly stood up, and gracefully walked towards Mu Qingge.
As she got closer, the fragrance on her body wafted over.
At this moment, the scent on her body was very strong, even more intense than what was sensed during the day.
This fragrance made Mu Qingge furrow her brows tightly. The previous uncertainty was now completely certain. She raised her eyes, her gaze clear and bright, and fell upon Li Yuan.
Her unabashed gaze caused Li Yuan to sneer with disdain and say, "Men are nothing but bad things."
