A sneeze! Dongling Luo just wanted to say, "a sneeze!" Touch Jun's nose, look around, and say to himself, "who's talking about me?"

"the prince is so sensitive! Xuemei, a little girl, has been thinking about the prince Behind him came a beautiful woman, full of shame. Before Dongling Luo could speak, three or four well-dressed Miss Qianjin came close to each other on the left and right. They were all coquettish. Dong Changliang sat on the pavilion and looked and laughed. These girls and the prince were just roadside goods.

"prince." The Nightingale like cry, like the beauty floating out of the flowers, yueqi'er is charming, beautiful, smiling and...