Yang Di looked at Tian Feifei as she was in a state of despair and doubts flashed through her eyes.

She looked at Tian Feifei. Still dressed up at the banquet, it seems to come directly.

"Come on, come in and say something."

This silly girl, never before, must have encountered something difficult to solve.

Tian Feifei felt that her body was no longer herself. Yang Di pulled herself like this, and she followed her step by step.

The mind has stopped thinking, and nothing can be thought of except walking like this.

"Tian Feifei, what's the matter? It's so hot that it's cold in all hands?'

Yang Di's words...