"Xu Feng!" Xiao Yilin suddenly appeared in the shadow of the bottom of my heart, the original resentment for Xu Feng disappeared completely. Quickly walked to Xu Feng, the bird hugged Xu Feng's arm, there was no just awe inspiring momentum.

Xiao Yilin's voice is as greasy as the continuous rain in spring. Her skin is tender, greasy and bright. Her white eyes are as clear as porcelain. Her perfect oval face is smeared with light crimson. Her lips are pink and delicate, which exposes Xiao Yilin's slightly nervous heart. There is some disgust in those eyes, and some joy in seeing Xu Feng.

"second miss! I'm back! " Xu...