C358 The Original Face

Gong Zilin waved his palm at Baili Fen'ge, who was holding Soong Ningyu's hands. Baili Fen'ge stepped back and held Soong Ningyu in his arms. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Speaking of which, I also want to take a look. What kind of place is that, my wife? "

Gong Zilin's cold eyes collided with Gong Zilin's cold gaze as he sat on the big chair surrounded by black lotus flowers