"Ha ha, Fenghua, you are also blessed with misfortune. I think you have made great progress!"

Feng Hua snorts coldly and doesn't want to take care of Pei Ruochen. Obviously, he is satirizing that he has no good luck! It's really annoying! He always wanted to surpass him, but he was always inferior to him. Now he is more than one. The only thing to be proud of is that his piano music can restrain his evil sound. Unfortunately, God can teach him that!

depressed! The more she thought about it, the more depressed she was!

"Hello, Fenghua, I've seen Liu Junce!" Pei Ruochen suddenly lost a sentence in the...