Ye Chunfeng felt that Xiao Qian was looking at him. She turned her head and glared at him.
Brat, don't think that I don't know what you're thinking. Even if Yingluo really has something, as long as I don't want to, don't think about forcing me.
One of them advanced while the other retreated.
Meanwhile, Liancheng Yazhi and Rong Yan were doing self-reflection. They wondered if they had been too trusting of MeowMeow in the past, so much so that Huahua's mental world had grown from a simple fairy tale world to a behemoth from the Jurassic period without them knowing.
Liancheng Yazhi reflected on the pain. He felt that he could put aside his son's education for the time being and must bring his daughter back. His little baby couldn't just be like Wanwan, ah, Wanwan had been tough all the way.
Liancheng Yazhi was trying to figure out how to communicate with his daughter, and Rong Yan was also thinking about the same topic.
