The black and red pattern of breast protection, as well as the deep ravines and snow-white peaks, left Zeng Xiaoqian's whole head blank. At the moment, Li Fengying has not noticed his own image, and is devoted to comforting the well-off people.

When a well-off society recovers, Li Fengying is also tired: "Well-off, this is a toy, which your uncle Xiaoqian bought. It's fun. Don't be afraid of it!"

Li Fengying said that she looked at Zeng Xiaoqian with full apology: "Small money, well-off him..."

Li Fengying just wanted to say something. Suddenly she felt that Zeng Xiaoqian had been staring at herself. Then she suddenly felt a cold wind...