Chapter 1166, Ji Xuehao, who fled

, stared at the plumage.

The juvenile's pale brown pupils are filled with halos of expectation and anxiety, which emerge in the direction of plume like waves of autumn water.

She looked at it and somehow said it.

After that, she hung down her head, chewed and chewed the mutton with her cherry little mouth.

Ji Xuehao suddenly developed a sense of powerlessness: "Tilting feathers, Jinzhu likes the red foot, but I am not the red foot. So, her infatuation is not for me."

What does this girl mean?

Does amnesia disappear, even the feeling of liking a person?

This whole afternoon, they talked...