All she could see were the glaring lights, which flickered and changed; sometimes there were three, sometimes five, and then they multiplied into countless tiny stars."You...hurry up..."Xu Qinghuan's... became. "Jiajia, Fu Yan shi's clothes..."Xu Qinghuan's words were cut off halfway through, and she quickly stopped.No.Fu Jiajia's temper is too explosive.If she found out, she'd definitely make a fus...