"What? Do you like girls? Fengfeili suddenly asked out loud, seemingly understated, but actually she had a feeling of hesitation when she asked this question.

Danxuan, with a black line on his face and no Phoenix glaze at all, got up and threw a piece of broken silver on the table, and walked slowly towards the horse tied outside the tea shop.

"Ah! Don't go away. You're telling me if you really like that girl. I don't mean anything else. I want to remind you that that girl is not necessarily a person to be trusted. Don't be fooled.

Fengfeili is still chattering in the back like flies, but Danxuan...