Bingxi sat backstage and changed her clothes, letting the masseuse gesture on her face. As long as she didn't put on makeup, her request was very simple. Soon Bingxi had changed into a tube top.

Wearing a burgundy floor-length skirt, her hair was draped over her body. She rubbed her brows, deciding that she would no longer live according to the routine set by others, but her own way.

She held up her skirt and strolled backstage, her slender fingers brushing across the tables one after another. Her eyes suddenly turned cold, and then she turned back. The silver needle she had prepared flew out of her hand, but it did not penetrate the person's vital part.

Bingxi was suddenly stunned. There were not many people who could avoid her needle, and she probably wouldn't have missed the shot. Her thoughts suddenly came back, her eyes suddenly became cold, and slowly turned red.

She easily pulled off the hairpin on her head and threw it out. Her hair fell lightly, but the hairpin brushed past the man's head.

Bingxi took back the hairpin, turned over to the man's side, walked over with a charming smile, looked at the masked man, and brushed the man's knife-like face with his jade fingers. The man seemed to

As if he was fascinated by Bingxi, he remained motionless...

Bingxi suddenly took out a small knife from his clothes and stabbed it into the man's back. He looked at the man teasingly with his charming eyes and said, "I don't want your life for the time being. I'll keep it for you. I'll take it next time."

See your true face! becareful!”

After saying that, Bingxi turned around gracefully, wiped the blood on the blade with a napkin on the side, and said without looking back: "Be careful! This knife is poisonous!" With that, he pinned the hairpin on.

On his head, he said: "You are still very powerful! I hope you can surrender to us, and you have finally seen my true face!" After saying that, he turned around and saw that the man had already reached the window lattice, turned over and jumped out of the backstage.

In the dawn, a string of unbelievable monster tail sounds were left: "Princess Xi'er, remember, I will definitely come back~~~~"

Bingxi just walked out of the backstage slowly, found the hairstylist and made some hasty changes, then arrived in the lobby...

She furrowed her phoenix eyes, her eyelashes jumped like butterflies, and suddenly with a smile on her face, she came to the side of Xiang Liuchou and Lin Cao'er, bent down, and whispered a few words in their ears.

After getting off, he stood up straight and leaned on the seat. The two people quickly jumped up: "What? What? Where is it?"

Bingxi smiled slyly and said: "It's okay, I saw a masked man just now. This is one of his hairs. Can you help me see whose hair it is later? Also, you guys,

It’s time to go backstage to put on makeup, and you’re still sleeping here!”

"Oh! Guidance! Dear miss, let's go now!" Xiang Liuchou jumped up, narrowed his watery eyes, made a salute gesture, and ran towards the backstage.

Lin Cao'er and Bingxi smiled, shook their heads, followed her quietly, and walked backstage...

"Xier, who do you think that person is? He calls you 'Princess Xi'er' so affectionately. I wonder if he's from the UK!" Lin Cao'er asked worriedly after listening to Bingxi's statement just now.
Chapter completed!