C1792 Original place

"You really dare to think about it? You still want to eat my soft rice, pui!" Qing Luan glared at Nan Feng.

Hearing Qing Luan's words, Nan Feng laughed, she did not want to eat it, but the other party would not give him food either!

After drinking a jar of wine with Nan Feng, Qing Luan left. Although there was a little regret, and she couldn't take down Nan Feng's regret