C97 Ten-thousand-year-old Peach Seedling

"Ugh!" Lihuang covered her sore nose and involuntarily let out a painful cry.

That pitiful appearance of hers was beyond cute.

"Pain?" When Su Faang saw that the beauty was wronged, he suddenly felt somewhat confused. He bent down slightly and used his hand to gently brush Lihuang's face.

"Where does it hurt?" Let me see? " Su Faang was a bit anxious