Wan song looked at the charming appearance of the flower fairy, and his heart was also fluctuating. However, he also knew the skill of the flower fairy, which could only be used to calm his mind and not respond. However, he always felt a little moved in his heart, especially when he saw the white and delicate skin, the fire in his heart directly rushed to the forehead.

fortunately, the late Xianjun helped Wansong keep his mind stable in time, otherwise he would be an idiot now.

he didn't dare to look at the fairy. Wan song swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said thank you to the man. Then...