บท 42: 042 The pot falls from the sky

Hearing the voice, Chu Jin lightly lifted her eyelids and revealed a smile that was just perfect, "It's me."

At the same time, she also rapidly searched her memory for information about this person.

However, she found no valuable information about this man.

The man chuckled softly, then slowly removed his sunglasses, revealing a pair of bewitching fox eyes and said from his superior position, "Oh, what do we have here, a demi-goddess?"

His tone was full of arrogance and disdain.

At the same time, he was annoyed, wondering how Mo Zhixuan could take a fancy to such an ordinary person.

So frail and delicate, it seemed a gust of wind could blow her away, right?

Such a person was absolutely unworthy of Mo Zhixuan, and would only be a burden to him if she stayed by his side.

In his heart, apart from the pure and talented Zheng Chuyi, no one else was worthy of being with the King who was esteemed above all.