"Really?" Bai Qiuling asked in disbelief.

"I don't have to lie to you. Let's go." Does the night sky or Bai Qiuling continue to move forward?

"It's hegemonic. I didn't eat anything I did. I'm hungry." Bai Qiuling muttered in a low voice.

"Okay, let's go." The night sky was silent. The woman still missed her broken red bean cake. It was salty to death, but she couldn't get rid of her enthusiasm.

"Oh, slow down, I'm wearing high heels and I'm going to sprain again." Bai Qiuling's silent trot followed the night sky.

All of a sudden, the night sky stopped and looked back at Bai Qiuling. Bai Qiuling...