C1192 Faerie conference

After a long while, Mo Xiaoju finally spoke. "Little White and Little Blue?"

Without thinking, Ke Qing started to sing, "Ah ~ Ah ~ West Lake, beautiful view, March sky ~ Spring Rain like wine, Liu Ruyan ~"

Zhuang Diandian asked anxiously: "Da Jin! Don't joke with me. The streets are filled with cone-shaped faces