Looking at her deeply, Xiang Ye didn’t know at this time if he answered. From the eyes of the wooden city, he could see that there was light sadness in her eyes at this time. This kind of eyes made Xiang Ye’s heart touch again. He could see that the’ female’ people in front of him felt about themselves and saw her real thoughts.

After saying this sentence, Mu Qingcheng saw that Xiang Ye didn’t speak, so she continued, "You don’t want me to say a word myself? Okay, I’ll tell you now." Wood…