Yifeng turned his head and saw Qin Yafu, "Bing."

"You can accompany her more! I went downstairs first." Qin Yafu just laughed. If Yi Feng could let Qingmo return to its original state, she thought, then Yi Feng would not suffer so much.

Often, love is too deep, love is too strong, but ultimately there is no way to put it down, so Yifeng is now the most painful time.

Qin Yafu went downstairs, "Ma."

Jiang Yifang asked the servant to pour a cup of tea. "Hang, are you worried about the clear foam?"

"Well, there's really nothing I can do about clear foam like that. I don't know how...