"Are you serious?"
In the courtyard of Qingxi, Fang Zhigang had just washed all over the black mud. After hearing Hu Xiaoshan's complaint, his triangular eyes almost closed and he asked in a deep voice.
Hu Xiaoshan swore: "Brother Xiaozhi, can I cajole you? Although Xiao Ning said, he just let the sick young man live in the room of Cangsong Yard first, and then he will have to practice. But if it was really just like this, he would still let the boy live in Cangsong Yard? I think Xiao Ning and the boy are just fools who look at green beans, right! It's all my fault. Previously, I only thought Qi Zhixiong, the boy's father, was a person. I thought Qi Zhixiong's son was a mute. I felt sorry for his father and his son. I asked the boy