JiMingshao held her hand. His slender fingers interlocked with her ten fingers. He felt that he couldn't calm down at all. He looked at her in disbelief.

　　In fact, she was a little hesitant. When Simon asked, she thought she could still regret it. But looking at JiMingfeng, she thought that JiMingfeng was already an old man over fifty years old. What he cared about was the matter of his ZengSunzi.

　　If she refused again, the old woman in front of her would be tortured by the two of them forever. She decided to help JiMingfeng fulfill his wish.

　　With a reproachful look at JiMingshao, she felt a little shy....