Zhang Yi's eyes changed from eccentricity to astonishment, and her small, shiny mouth opened slightly. She looked at Zhang Yi in astonishment.

Even she didn't know how long she hadn't lost her attitude. She was still lost in front of a hairy boy in her early twenties. If anyone who knew her was here, she would be surprised by Zhang Yi's reaction.

"Your little brother?" Zhang Yi repeated incredibly that she had thought of many relationships between Guanyu and thousands of mountains, even kinship, but she had not thought that the people who chattered about Taiwan had become the younger brother of a young man in his early twenties.

Before,...