1856. Yu Lingqian's Cinnabar Mole
An Luobai stood in front of the mirror, looking at his reflected face.
Just moments ago, he was somewhat listless, but he suddenly became full of life.
He knew Lin Guanguan would have such vision and accept his invitation.
"Great!"
Coming out of the makeup room, An Luobai seemed as if he'd received an adrenaline boost, becoming incredibly spirited and excited, totally different from his previous lethargic self.
This scene left Song Yan somewhat dumbfounded.
He approached Mu Anran with a glass of wine, nudging her with his elbow: "Mumu, did An Luobai just go to the makeup room for a shot of energy?"
Mu Anran furrowed her brow, finally pulling her gaze away from the door: "Ah, what did you just say?"
Song Yan looked at her suspiciously, "An Luobai was sluggish just like you, but he's fine after a trip to the makeup room. You've been distracted all night too. What happened?"
