"Is it the flower of standing still?"

"it's the flower of beauty."

"stay in Yanhua!"

。。。。

a scream sounded in Lu Ming's ear. The original Lu Ming may enjoy the exclamation. But now, to be honest, Lu Ming is almost numb and has no feeling.

Seeing these people's mouths and nostrils growing up together, Lu Ming didn't say anything except to shake his head secretly.

Zou Wuya walked down the hall in a few steps. Come to Lu Ming's face, reach out and take the flowers on Lu Ming's hands.

after looking at it carefully for a moment, Zou Wuya smiled and said lightly: "it's really a small friendly way...