C272 Feng Yu's Helplessness

Chu Ang lowered his eyes, his fingers rubbing against his wine cup, and spoke to Tian Runn: "I wonder when the main show will come."

"What does An An mean?" Chu Baizhu frowned, she also felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed, but she was exceptionally surprised that Ning Qingxue had not reached the main topic.

"Baishu, pay attention to the bends and bends