Leng Zhanpeng took a look at the cold Tianyang. His eyes were filled with tears of grievance, as if the cold Tianyang had just said something very serious.

Looking at this kind of cold Zhanpeng, the more angry he felt in the cold Tianyang, he did not know why cold Zhanpeng was so fond of crying, no man at all.

When Chen Jiayi saw that the cold sun was going to get angry, she said to him, "Okay, Yang, Peng Peng is not a little girl. When he grows up, he will understand. We didn't know anything when we were young."

When Leng Tianyang listened to Chen Jiayi, he felt...