C1697 12 Years Later 44

Wind, blow your hair.

Zhao Xianzao walked towards the edge of the cliff.

Ye Lan growled, "Xianzao, don't go over. Let's think of another way."

"Soong Qing and I, who do you choose?" Zhao Xianzao turned around.

Zhao Bao'er was attracted by their conversation and stuck her head out.

In front of her was a young girl with an extremely pretty face