chapter 153 : The little one (nickname for Purple Leopard) advances

Warrior Yang turned around and looked at Sheila Qing. The woman in front of her was still wearing a white dress, with cloud-like hair hanging behind her head, and two strands of hair swaying in the wind on both foreheads. With a delicate face, a devil-like figure, and a quiet and elegant temperament, Warrior Yang felt his heart beat a little faster.

Unable to stand Warrior Yang's gaze, Sheila Qing turned her head and looked out the window.

"Sheila Qing, there is an...