There are two things women care about most, one is appearance, the other is age. Therefore, Song Yan's words with strong humiliation, instantly provoked Xiao Fangfang, that beautiful face hidden with a layer of frost.

"Xiaolangjun, are you disgusted with your sister's age?"

Song Yan shook his head.'Of course, it's not to dislike your age, but to be too old to hide the folds under your skin, even if you look so beautiful now!'

"Hell, you bastard!"

Xiao Fangfang was completely enraged, and when she shook her figure, she clapped her hand at Song Inkstone.

Her palm was very soft, with a pale pink halo, but in the instant of...