C258 Don't Push Your Luck

The three of them walked slowly in front of Jin Beichuan. Su Mingxi would say a few words to Jin Beichuan from time to time, and the man would say one or two words softly, Su Mingxi's laughter was as sweet as a bird in the forest, crisp and beautiful.

What about Lin Xiaoxiao? A person was silent as he followed behind them. To say something unpleasant. . . It was like a servant