"My mouth is a bit dry, could you pour me a glass of water" Bai Aoxue said to the child who called herself Mu Mian.,Put down her sleeves, Bai Aoxue pondered to herself: "Bai Aoxue, I don't understand why you are so weak, so defiant.",The original tranquil courtyard was disrupted by the tragic cries of the cotton tree, Bai Aoxue slightly frowned.。