This woman was buried under the sea days ago, how could she appear on Rhode Island?!
Long Xingkui's lips slightly parted in disbelief as she leaned back on the sofa, her complexion turning pale.
Her fingers clenched inward, nails digging into her palm, as she struggled to control her emotions.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Sigh...
After taking a deep breath, Long Xingkui's complexion returned to normal.
The others were yet to recover from their shock, while she was already sitting upright on the sofa, with a gentle and graceful smile on her sweet and delicate face.
She looked at her brother, filled with curiosity and surprise at Lu Xiaoyou's appearance.
Lu Xiaoyou tossed the human skin mask in her hand, along with the wig.
Long Xiliang's gaze fell on her hair.
"Why did you perm it?" Lu Xiaoyou's hair was also curly, with retro waves.
