C162 Nervousness of Ye Feibai

"Halt!" Ming Baoer, already dressed, came out of the room as if she were her own master.

Feng Xing paused his steps, hid the impatient look on his face, then hurriedly turned around and saluted, "Miss, what do you need?"

Ming Baoer tilted her head as she looked at Feng Xing, seemingly trying to figure out who this man before her was. However, compared to that woman just now