Ye Hibiscus Dyed Nig

Footsteps grew closer. Ye Feiran's beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings sharply, grabbing a hairpin that lay abandoned nearby.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hirai's nose twitched, a hint of joy appeared in her heart, and she stepped into the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,Whenever Ye Hisai turned her head to look back, the clovers would immediately vanish, not revealing a trace of their presence.。