"Do you know my boy? He likes to wear red clothes, his eyebrows are crooked when he smiles, and his breathing is like the rhythm of the wind. He is a free child, my lover, and my most loyal believer. He is in a place that is inaccessible here. If you know his whereabouts, please tell me."
"Will you take him home?"
"I will play a funeral song for him."
"It was an honor."
Female college student Feng hope died suddenly due to staying up late and traveled to Fuyao Country to become the puppet god Feng Xi. She didn't care until she adopted a boy.
What? Are you saying that the child's father does not love his mother? It's okay, I'll hurt you.
What? Are you saying your child is being bullied? It's okay, I'll support you.
What? You say the child is too weak? It's okay, I'll teach you.
Feng Xi operated as fiercely as a tiger, and when he turned around, he saw that he was a 250-year-old.
What? You say the child is the big boss behind the scenes?
It's okay, I'll kill you.
