Lu Yun looks droopy, his face aggrieved. "I still think it's not difficult to go to a tutor."

"really Yan Ning's smile on her face became stronger. In recent years, she hasn't been so happy for a long time.

"it must not be forced." Lu Yun's face was serious. He thought that it was better to go to the West than to press on Wuzhishan.

looking at Lu Yun's appearance, Yan Ning can't help smiling on Xue's face. It's a small one. Without Monkey King's seventy-two changes, it's like monkey king's somersault cloud. Can you escape my palm?

Yan Ningxue takes out a note, writes down her address, and hands...