C276 The stormy road ahead is vast (1)

Finally, Fu Heng, who had come back from hunting with Duan Yunping, was dragging his thin dog. In his hand was a grey rabbit, which he had been holding onto while talking and laughing with Duan Yunping. If it was a normal person, she would still press him for a few more sentences. But under such a situation, how could she have the mood to continue? Maybe because her expression was too ugly