Ye Hishuiapos;s Nigh

Footsteps grew closer, Ye Hidan's beautiful eyes narrowed as she scanned her surroundings, grasping a hairpin that lay forgotten nearby.,At the same time, clover had quietly wrapped around Ye Hisai's dark hair behind him. The four leaves swayed constantly, hinting at excitement.,Yè Hísǎn found nothing, her brows furrowed as she murmured softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me"。