"Sister Yun doesn’t matter. Anyway, Yang Zi can’t see it and won’t disturb Dad. If I go back now, I’m afraid Dad will disappear again!" Said Yang Zi unexpectedly took off his shoes and curled up in the corner of the bed, which was very pitiful.
"Don’t!" said the cloud. My little ancestor! You can’t see it, but I can see it clearly! " However, seeing Yang Zi’s determined appearance, she can only stand still and accompany her to watch the live broadcast here. Now it’s a bitter experience. She’s not a Taoist nun, but a maid-in-waiting specially trained to serve…