The dance was at night. Qiao Anyan was not good at dealing with these things and was exhausted early in the morning.

In order to prevent Qiao Anyan from having too much psychological burden, Long Chen Li did not force her to dance and sat down to eat with everyone.

The second floor was still very quiet. It was facing large patches of sycamore trees. It was the time of autumn and winter. Looking at sycamore trees was also very tasty.

Jing Chengfeng ...