Feng Yixi wore the book, and it was the fairy novel he had just finished reading. By coincidence, he happened to wear the brother with the same name as him.
His original fate was very, very miserable. Feng Yixi came here and worked diligently to support his apprentice, just to let him live.
However, his apprentice, who had pooped and pissed all over, still had thoughts about him, but this idea was a bit bad for him.
Copywriting waste. . .
Irritating and complaining, I am attacked by VS, a dog in front of a person and a paranoid and gloomy person in the back.
Intention: Wear books, wear books