“You are one step slower, he fell asleep just after turning over.”
Lu Fenying leaned on the couch with his eyes closed to refresh himself, and it was a waste of time to see the little girl.
“If we are so slow, will we not be able to catch up with the palace banquet.” Qing’er was anxious, afraid that the palace banquet would be over, and I wouldn’t see Master and Bu Yaolian.
“Then go back now?” Lu Fanying asked coldly.
“No…” Asa shook his head.
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