"Sister, you, how did you come, how did your mother do?" Ling Xin of Nangong doesn't know if she intentionally shifted the topic.

Nangong Yanluo kept staring at Ling Xinhong's bright red face, smiling and not laughing. "What's wrong? Excuse me? If you are ashamed, my sister is ashamed. Why don't you lend your Jun Lang-fu to my sister for a few days? She promises to return it in a few days.

Ling Xin's face in the Nangong Palace turned red again. He was busy saying, "Sister, you, what did you say?".

Danxuan was very embarrassed when he was around, and he said with a dry smile, "You, your sisters...