Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

, her instinct as a girl told her that the person inside was definitely female.
But, what kind of a woman was she? That was able to make Murong Yi Xuan forget himself like this?

Guan Xi Lin looked at her as if he was looking at an idiot.
“Am I on such familiar terms with you two? Just because you want to meet, and she has to come out to show herself to you?”

Upon hearing that, the look on Feng Qing Ge’s face darkened but she did not throw a fit, but instead turned her head towards the horse carriage and said gently: “Miss, fate has destined us to meet.
Why not come out for a meet?”

Inside the carriage, Feng Jiu toyed with her hair fallen before her chest, her eyes narrowed and the corners of the lips below the veil lifted in a devilishly playful smile, her voice unhurried as it sounded, three parts languid, seven parts indifferent.

“Do I know you? Why should I go out and meet you?”

Hearing the voice coming out from within the horse carriage, Feng Qing Ge was slightly taken aback, as she seemed to find it a little familiar.

And she was not the only one who felt this way.
Even Murong Yi Xuan was startled, that voice, which sounded rather similar to Qing Ge’s, yet different, because that voice was filled with a lazy and nonchalant indolence, which was highly alluring.

Maybe it was that little bit of familiarity that caused her heart to feel so highly uneasy that she swept past Guan Xi Lin before her and went to the horse carriage with her hand stretched out to pull the curtain open.
However, before that outstretched hand had touched the curtain, a large hand clamped over it.

“What are you doing! ?”

Guan Xi Lin was glaring at her, his face unfriendly, staring highly displeased at the peerlessly beautiful girl, suddenly thinking that all her brains must have gone to growing that face, and she could not understand human speech.

“Let go!”

Feng Qing Ge chided, her brows creasing up closely together as she stared at the hand clasped around her wrist.

Guan Xi Lin pulled her to take two steps back before letting go of her hand, his face showing utter contempt as he said: “If you had not wanted to open the carriage’s curtain, you think I would want to hold on to your hand?”

Slap! A crisp slap resounded.

“Qing Ge!” The colour on Murong Yi Xuan’s face changed slightly, and he immediately stepped forward.

Guan Xi Lin stood holding his hand to his face, his face filled with incredulity as he glared angrily at Feng Qing Ge: “You…..
you slapped me?”