alized how strange the cat was. It was very likely a conspiracy. They both thought about warning their king, but who knew their king wouldn't even have time to hear them finish their wordsTheir prince...Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.

Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.

And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things - things that He had never seen before.

Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. "Open it and see," she said.lled with indifference, as if she wasn't even willing to give Jiang Qingyang a slight expression.Jiang Qingyang's breath was heavy, especially seeing Xiaoqin's unfamiliar gaze, he ignored everything e...