"What the hell?" Mu Qingge's eyes darkened, and her exquisite facial features turned icy.
She found it odd that in the Alchemy Institute, there existed such... well, peculiar entities!
The overpowering scent of makeup made Mu Qingge feel very uncomfortable. She maintained a cold expression, not bothering to deal with this flamboyant man. However, ignoring him didn't mean he was willing to let her off.
"Hey, young gent, what's your name?" A man dressed flamboyantly, with an exaggerated manner, reached out with his orchid fingers to block Mu Qingge's path, waving a pink handkerchief towards her collar.
Mu Qingge frowned slightly and moved back to avoid the pink handkerchief.
"Don't be so shy." The man twirled the handkerchief and teased with a laugh.
Seeing that Mu Qingge kept ignoring him, he even leaned back slightly and said to the four people around him, "Do you think Big Sister would like his face?"
"Like? Of course, like."
