In the dense fog's outline, he got a clearer impression.
His black hair was longer than usual, giving him an artistic appearance. His eyes were emerald green, not sharp but captivating. He had a slim face and a relaxed posture…
The combination of these elements and the thick fog made the poet seem like he emerged from a dream.
As he spoke, Lumian noticed the poet, leaning back in his chair, clasping his hands between his chest and abdomen. The poet's green eyes were much clearer than before.ᶜʰ⁻²⁹⁹ ᶜᴼᴵ
In the next second, Lumian noticed strange insects crawling in and out of the other party's eye sockets.
The insects switched between translucency and opaqueness, as if carrying rings on their backs.
Such a scene nearly made Lumian forget to continue his recount. It was like facing the headless monster created by Supervisor Olson. He couldn't help but feel shocked.
سیمپر ∞ Whore
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این پارک موهیون حتی کسی که باهاش شیپ میکنن ام شبیه جونگهیوکه