C94 The Same Goes to Me

The latter stood rooted to the ground, not knowing how to answer.

Not far away, the clear sound of a flute could be heard. Feng Qingge forced a smile and hid in the darkness.

This was Lianmo's flute. Maybe she found out that he was gone. She immediately found him and Feng Qinghua quietly walked out from under the shade of the tree.

A sharp-eyed person hurriedly landed. An anxious person asked