Qiao Jiusheng rarely saw a man with long hair.
In the past, she always felt that a man with long hair was either crazy or immortal.
I'm probably seeing a living immortal.
Qiao Jiusheng stared at the man and was distracted for a few seconds.
The man was wearing sunglasses and holding a cane. He probably wanted to wash his hands, so he stretched out a slender and beautiful hand. On the wrist of that hand was a string of Buddhist beads. The man's hand reached out several times in front of him, but he could not find the water tap.
Qiao Jiusheng was surprised. He can't see?
The man felt his hand, which was searching for the tap, suddenly get grabbed by another person's hand. Fang Yusheng was stunned for a moment, then he let that soft hand hold his hand and bring it under the tap.
Qiao Jiusheng told him, "The tap is here."