The child asked with an innocent look on his face. When he asked the question, he even blinked his eyes. His small head matched with the few small heads beside him, which were shaking with curiosity, he did not realize what shocking words they had just asked.
Yun Jian, Si Yi, Chen Xinyi, and Zhang Shaofeng were sitting on the antique eight immortals table in the main house of Chen Xinyi’s grandfather, he qing. At this moment, Yun Jian and Si Yi were sitting together. Si Yi was holding Yun Jian’s slim waist with one hand, and they were very intimate.
Chen Xinyi and Zhang Shaofeng were sitting on the eight immortals table, each taking a seat.
After listening to the innocent child’s words, Zhang Shaofeng took a mouthful of tea leaves and mixed it with his own unique aura, and sprayed it out directly.
The moment he sprayed out the tea leaves, Zhang Shaofeng turned his head fiercely, and only then did he restrain himself from spraying the water on anyone present.
