few seconds, then said, "Ah Jing's identity is destined to mean that Ah Jing will never live a peaceful life. Ah Jing knows this, and I dislike trouble."Mo Yunjing's heart ached inexplicably for a sec...Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.

Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.

And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things - things that He had never seen before.

Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. "Open it and see," she said.im do as he pleased.It wasn't until Mo Yunjing realized An Xuetang was having trouble breathing that he finally let go of her.Their foreheads touched, Mo Yun Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, still wit...