Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  Sima You Yue lifted her head and saw that everyone was looking at her. She blinked innocently and said with a smile, “It’s nothing.”


  “You always touch your nose when something’s bothering you.” Sima You Ran pointed out.

  Sima You Yue’s hand that was touching her nose froze, but it seemed awkward no matter where she placed it.

  “Fifth Bro, what’s on your mind?” Sima You Qi was curious as well.

  Sima Y..