Overnight, this boy named Wu Yelai weighed heavily on her heart. Feng Yinzhu, who had always been invincible and fearless, felt frustrated at the same time, but also vaguely understood that it was natural for him to be willing to lower his eyebrows to please his eyes. He is a flying peak from the sky. Even if I could carve five hundred gods and Buddhas on his body, I might not be able to keep him.