Heavenly Tang Brocad

At this moment, a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old ran over and "thud" knelt before Fang Xuanling. Her knees sank instantly into the inch-thick snow.,Fang Xuanling puffed out his cheeks and glared, wishing he could kill this scoundrel on the spot!,Mr. Lu advised his son earnestly, but no matter how you looked at him, he resembled a proud rooster, looking vigorous and lively.。