Walking in the hall of Shanghai Hongqiao Airport, listening to the familiar voice around, I can't help sighing. It's still my hometown's voice. Qiu Yazheng's little bird Yiren is holding the blue alum's arm. Facing the eyes of the other three people, she seems a little uncomfortable. Then she stares at them fiercely, as if she is very uncomfortable with their eyes.

"well, I can't believe that our beautiful woman Qiu Ya has been accepted by you, boy, you're so nice." Qiufeng looks at qiuya, who is ferocious to himself, but extremely gentle to alum, and cannot help saying.

blue alum smiled and didn't speak, but qiuya's face turned a...