1. Hua Manlou shook the folding fan, then smiled, with a hint of surprise in her smile, and said: "Man Xin, I like the folding fan you made by yourself. Your birthday is coming soon. Brother Qi should give you a birthday gift. What do you want? ?" At this moment, Babao stood up, with Hua Manlou's handwriting written on it, and took it into his arms. He smiled sadly and said, "No, you have already given me what I want." 2. The voice came before anyone arrived: "Are you... Injured?" The voice was not very gentle, and it was a little cold. At this moment, Chu Liuxiang felt that this voice was better than all the voices he had heard in his life. This voice definitely did not belong to the man in black. Women are always much softer than men, especially for men like Chu Liuxiang. The stunning girl said coldly: "Didn't you hear me? Or do you want to wait until the blood is gone before asking me to save you? Sorry, I can't save the dead." The voice of this stunning girl was clear and cold, but it was extremely pleasant to Chu Liuxiang's ears, more beautiful than any song he had ever heard. It was a pity that such a beautiful girl with a beautiful voice was blind.