As soon as she finished speaking, the red paper in Su Jingfeng's hand fell down. A small figure jumped out of his hand. The figure looked like Feng Tianlan.
"If I want to snatch you away, even if you are seventy or eighty years old and have a lot of children, I will still snatch it." Su Jingfeng handed the small figure to her and looked at her with a smile in his red eyes.
Feng Tianlan looked down at the little person and then looked up at the smiling Su Jingfeng. She felt that his words were a little ridiculous. "I am seventy or eighty years old, and you are also old."
If these words were to come out from Mobai's mouth, she would definitely feel that it was very sweet. However, when it came out from Su Jingfeng's mouth, she felt that it was a little ridiculous.
"Su Xue said that you are Yun'er." Seeing that she did not take the little portrait, she placed it in front of her, picked up the red paper and began to cut it again.
