C777 Evening Boat 164
"Elder Brother Feng!" I really don't know this question! Why would you draw a supporting line! "
Xia Cifeng leaned against Sheng Yinzhou and grabbed a handful of hair. With a flick of his long hand, he picked up Zhou Tianshi's paper and started reading it.
Zhou Tianshi pulled a tissue from the tea table and pitifully wiped away the tears that didn't exist on his face. "Elder Brother Feng
