Fight

When Ling Sese opened her eyes, what entered them was a man wearing a blue robe.

The man looked young, probably big enough to be her brother.

Young Master, who was wearing a blue shirt, had a good-looking face. Among all the men that Ling Sese had ever seen, no one could match him.

After waking up, Ling Sese immediately covered the clothes in front of her chest and looked at Feng Zhan in alert.

Feng Zhan was speechless.

"What are you going to do?"

Feng Zhan held his fists and said, "What do you think I want to do?"

Ling Sese moved her arms to the side and continued, "Who are you? Where's Huang Sandong? "

"Who is Huang Sandong?"

"Stop pretending."

Feng Zhan was someone who didn't care. He put his hand behind his head and left straight away. He wanted to see if this girl could walk or jump. She would not die soon.

He didn't have the energy to explain it to her slowly.