"HMM." Chen Jiuzhuang nodded heavily. It's all like this. Didn't he miss you?

"Then you become autumn wind, I am from you!" Dreams are like flowers biting their lips, shaming people put forward their own requirements.

"What? Why is that so?" Chen Jiu's face suddenly looks very bad. Such an opportunity may not be desirable for others, but for him, it is undoubtedly unacceptable!

"In that case, there's no doubt that you've eaten honey, where to go back, I don't welcome you here!" Dreams, like flowers, quickly change their faces and become cold and heartless.

"Like flowers, anyway, I've helped you a lot. You shouldn't turn your face so fast?"...