"Sure, I'll do as you say," Yue Jiaojiao leaned forward and carefully examined Zhao Zhan's face.
She kept getting closer and closer.
"Jiaojiao?"
Zhao Zhan mumbled in a low voice, his hands subconsciously resting on Yue Jiaojiao's shoulders. It was as if he had been bewitched and his mind was drifting further.
"I just want to see how you've become so powerful."
Yue Jiaojiao threw herself into Zhao Zhan's arms and laughed non-stop. "What else did you think I was trying to do just now? "
Zhao Zhan pulled Yue Jiaojiao away and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
The other party didn't do anything, but her face turned red.
"Hey, Zhao Zhan, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you for a long time." Yang Dashan rushed over and shouted, "Come and take a look. Our tofu is in trouble."
