Jian'an sat up, subconsciously hiding. The next second she saw Lu Rufeng's distinctive palm print on his face. She held his cheek in her hands and asked anxiously, "who hit you in the face? Is it grandma or your dad? Does it hurt? "

Lu Rufeng stretched out his long arm, held the man in front of him, put his big hand on his small hand on his face, and smiled, "don't worry, it doesn't hurt. I hit it myself."

"you call yourself? Are you out of you mind? What do you do when you have nothing to do! " Jane Ann bit her lips, but she was hurt and...