C1270 All the Male Cultivators in the World Have a Spare Tire 42

Before she could take her hand back from the road, the little youth in her embrace woke up.

He did not sleep well, and his black and white pupils were still faintly bloodshot.

Su Daji's arm paused awkwardly for a few seconds. Then, a smile appeared on her face. "Morning!"

After saying this, the young boy glanced at her indifferently, then withdrew from her embrace with a calm expression