Shen Ning Ran Bao Ji

Shen Jiao Xue stood tall, looking down at the unconscious person. A smirk curled up her lips. "Shen Ning Ran, what will you do this time","Shen Ningran, how is that possible" Shen Jiaoxue narrowed her eyes. "You're not in a coma",Shen Ning raised her eyebrows playfully and said, "Don't cry, ah. This face was born that way anyway, and crying won't make it any prettier."。