C135 Returning from a toast of fine wine

"Yun Zi!"

Just as Ceng Yanyun was chatting with the old grannies beside him, the voice of a middle-aged woman filled with deep love sounded out from behind him.

In fact, when black cattle rode his bicycle to look for Li Xiangtian and Cui Hongyu, Ceng Yanyun's spiritual sense followed him and set off. There was no other way, he had never seen Ceng Yanyun's real parents