"Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm looking at you like I'm looking at my grandson. It's even more impossible for me to respond to your feelings." Ling Chuxi happily looked at Nangong ruxiao's expression, which was as if she had just eaten sh * t, and comforted her again."Aiya, it's not very nice to say it like that. Just look at you like you're a junior."
Nangong ruxiao's heart almost collapsed at this moment. He really wanted to give himself two tight slaps. 'Who told you to get close to me? who told you to get close to me? this is going to be fun. I have a feeling of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice!'
"However, I can't figure out how many tens of thousands of years have passed between you and my ancestor." Nangong ruxiao couldn't understand.
