Si Yanyu took Feng Nuanyang into his carriage, and the carriage went all the way and soon left the West City.

His eyes lingered on the girl with the hair on the other side, and at this moment, at such a close look, it was really a delicate little girl.

Feng Nuanyang covered his stomach, his face was pale...

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