Through a layer of vague, invisible glass, only a blurry graceful silhouette could be seen. Hao Jian's mind was already sketching out countless enchanting scenes. As he dwelled on them, the nosebleed that had been blocked with tissues began to flow even more.
Suddenly, the nosebleed that had stopped surged like a spring, gushing out instantly. The white tissue quickly turned crimson, and then blood drops fell to the ground. No one knew how long this lasted, but Hao Jian, like a cat that had never tasted fishy before, had eyes filled with fervor.
