Yalan was taken aback by Mu Chen's sudden words. "What are you talking about?" she asked, surprised.
Mu Chen still didn't answer, just continuing to smile. "Do you want it?"
Xiao Ying'er looked at the man before her, who had the same ice-blue hair as she did. A strange sense of familiarity rose in her heart. She didn't know if it came from her own heart or from the man's ice-blue hair, but whatever the case, she really liked the feeling.
"Do you want it?" Mu Chen didn't seem the least bit impatient as he asked for the third time.
This time, Xiao Ying'er finally nodded, her eyes filled with curiosity toward the strange man before her. Yalan felt the same. Although she was a little annoyed that this handsome man had ignored her questions several times, she found it impossible to stay angry while looking at his gentle face.
'Is he another one of those guys here for the young miss?'
