"han'er? Is it really han'er? Black devil, yes, han'er is black devil, but why han'er doesn't recognize me, is it the reason of Xuanguang mirror? "

Lu Chen desperately wants to wave the clouds and smoke over his head to show his true face and meet Zuo QingHan. However, he is allowed to operate the magic formula, and the misty mist of the misty rain lingers all the time. The opposite Zuo QingHan can't help but smile

"son, what are you doing?"

"I......" Lu Chen stopped and looked at the face that made him excited. He cried quickly: "old mirror, don't play with me like this. What's the matter?"

Lu...