The face of the Savior (1)
Translator: 549690339
Yang pinfeng sobbed as he wiped his tears.
He realized that he had been beaten more times in the two months he had known Jiang huailu than in the past seven years.
But at this moment, the little girl was looking at him with eager eyes, so he was a little embarrassed.
"Then, then I'll Take You There." She immediately blushed. Next time, next time can you hide your strength? I don't want to be hit so many times."
"When will I get my father to praise me and let him know that I'm also intelligent?"
Yang pinfeng looked at her pitifully.
Although the little girl didn't know why she wanted to hide the bracelet, it was just a small problem. She immediately nodded and did as he said.
"Lulu, you're the best. By the way, Lulu, I've used all the silver you gave me last time to buy you a mountain. He even bought a few manors. However, I'll tell you a secret, I didn't buy it inside the city, I bought it outside the city." Yang pinfeng said with a smile.