Only then did I hear the cry coming from the room. Anning Xuan opened his eyes with his mouth covered. It was the first time I saw such a crying dig. It sounded like a gourd doll.

"I'm right! This must be another mishap!" Sang Huihui laughed and went into the study to see Ye Cheng cracking on the buttocks of peony, while the little ghost scolded fiercely and refused to defeat. It was really worrying.

"Sister Hui, help me!" When Shaoyao saw Sang Huihui at the door, he seemed to open his hands and shout as if he saw a rescuer.

Ye Cheng glanced at Sang Huihui and Anning...