Bad food, please come to the door, Mao Li quickly and slowly sat away from Ling Feiyin.

Ling Feiyin was still not aware of it, and asked curiously, "ah, you are the eight year old horse noodle?"

"please have a good look!" The little green eyebrow child pointed to the four big words on his chest and said: "here you are, too. I'm Bai Wuchang! You are little no Ma Mian, who hasn't been in office, even dares to scold me. "

a group of horses immediately stepped forward behind them. They were very aggressive, as if they were going to kill.

"ah! This That... " Ling Feiyin was stunned...