C380 A School for the Dancers

Seeing the bright red light of the cigarette, Feng Wu's face turned pale. "I …" I was so scared that I forgot... "Mom, I'm sorry …"

"Useless thing!" Xie Yiyi glared at Feng Wu and finally said, "Forget it. I'll let you off today since I'm in a good mood today." "Get lost and read."

As if she had been relieved of a heavy burden, Feng Wu sat back down on the desk