C1592 Bloodline

"How can you call it a small bird? This is clearly a big bird!"

Lee Xuan opened his palm and returned the red bird to Murong Hwa. He looked at Xu Qingqing and thought to himself that this was really an experienced driver. He could easily come up with a joke.

"This is clearly a small bird. Where is the big bird you are talking about?"

Xu Qingqing looked at Lee Xuan teasingly