Ye Fengsheng seemed to have never heard of this matter, and screamed desperately. He opened his eyes and looked at the halo in the center of Luoluo.
Strangely, on one hand, its powerful presence, on the other hand, an early recovery from a serious illness, a strong wind can blow down the sound of the wind, but according to the situation on site, actually Zhang Luo lost thirty percent, and even an ordinary person could clearly feel it, let alone autumn's rhythm.
As the first friend Luoluo met after birth, these two days of sleep had reached a point where words were unnecessary. Therefore, Qiu Juan knew very well that Luoluo now was like an uncontrollable temperamental child, unsure of how to end.
She was very angry with what Ye Fengsheng had done, because Ye Fengsheng truly deprived her of freedom. No matter what compensation he offered, he denied her freedom.
