"I’m Xia Leng, the ‘Xia’ from summer and the ‘Leng’ meaning cold." The little boy said lazily: "Feel free to go beat up my dad.",Ji Qingying was still wearing her emerald green palace gown as she sat cross-legged on the ground. She appeared to be perfectly fine.,"Then you two should continue living together," Summer felt a strange sense looking at the identical beauties before him.。