Bai Cha shook his head weakly.

"I don't know ......"

As she spoke, she looked like she was about to pass out, which was completely different from the way she had just grinned at Wen Xing and said that she was on fire.

Zhang Jianing glanced up at the chaotic field.

She looked at the white tea again and sighed.

"Okay......"

She looked around at the flowers that were still quietly blooming.

"Such a beautiful flower, there are no butterflies too

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