Lan Luofang said exasperatedly, “Forget it! What use is that lousy grass of yours? ! It’s not as useful as the fire butterfly that Lan Luofang transformed into.”
“Who said that? ! My Gouwei Bacao is amazing! I even specially wrote a song for it!”Yun Chujiu said with a smile.
“Wrote a song? What Song?”Lan Luofang asked suspiciously.
Yun chujiu cleared her throat and began to howl, “There’s no fragrance of flowers, no tree height. I’m a grass that no one knows.
“I’m never lonely, never troubled. Look, my companions are all over the world...”
Lan Luofang’s face was stiff. Was this guy bored? ! He actually wrote a song for her lousy Gouwei Bacao?
After Yun Chujiu finished singing, Lan Luofang asked suspiciously, “Did you really write this song?”
Hei Xinjiu would never admit that she was just a song Porter. She said shamelessly, “Yes, am I very talented? Do you admire me very much?”
