C2225 Who's gonna f*ck the second one?

After being given a whiff by Yun Zheng, Ning Cheng Xuan's cold face seemed to ease up a little. If she did not incense his face, but his mouth, his cold face could warm seven points.

Listening to Yun Zheng's words, he even stressed one sentence: "I came to help my grandfather, so I'm afraid that he might fall down because he's too old, and isn't here to eat