"Hey, Sister Yan, you can have fun secretly." Zhou Fei glanced at Zi Yan's gaze, and knew that Sister Yan might be a little shy, and she didn't care. She looked at Zhao Feng and asked:

"Zhao Feng, tell me, what kind of wolf head is that, what kind of wolf head is it?"

Speaking of this, Zi Yan also looked at Zhao Feng curiously.