Gong Yanmo glanced at her sideways. How could he care about these flowers and plants at this time?

His sexy thin lips slightly raised, and he said coolly: "Beautiful peony, if you take one more step forward, do you believe I will cut off the sole of your foot?!"

One sentence successfully nailed the footsteps of the beautiful peony.

He patted Bai Hu on the head: "Let's go, Xue'er."

The white tiger's green eyes stared at the vulgar peony in confusion, and sniffed.[

The fragrance of the powder went straight into its nostrils, making it itchy and making it sneeze uncontrollably.

Not daring to hear it anymore, he turned around and ran away with Gong Yanmo on his back.

It took quite a while before the men and women who had been frightened by the white tiger and hid in the corner came to their senses.

The noise and chaos turned into a pot of porridge.

Talking about, making fun of, and making people angry.

No one pays attention to the ‘national color peony’ anymore.

After all, there are a lot of people like her in Wanchun Garden.

The beautiful peony turned around and walked into a room.

Fengjian Yueli was sitting there with a straight handsome face and a look on her face that said strangers should not come near her.

He had a cold and hard aura about him, and there were several prostitutes hiding in the corner growing mushrooms in the house.

No one dared to come up and strike up a conversation with this handsome guy.

Guose Mudan was immune to his condensed aura, so she stepped forward and patted his shoulder: "Okay, it's done."

Fengjian Yueli glanced at her, with some helplessness in her eyes: "Ayan, why did you have to go out just now? And you made yourself so smelly..."

He still liked her natural, light fruity fragrance.
Chapter completed!