Tian Jingzhi looked at him quietly for a while, and asked: "Have people lost their hearts after living for a long time?"

Xue Lingqiao stepped forward and patted her on the head. He wanted to tell her that you are very good, you are really good, and I like it very much, but I can't like it. But he could only pat her on the head, like comforting a child who couldn't get candy.

Sorry, if I have candy, I will give it to you.