Chapter 1870 (2/2)

Ouyang Yu Fei said, deeply sighed.

Purity of blood represents nobility, but who ever thought behind purity, but hidden such a catastrophe.

It's a great irony.

And Ryukyu listened to Ouyang Yufei's saying, and his eyes flashed with deep surprise.

Ouyang Yufei, how does this brain grow?

Many ideas and inferences can be in line with the results of thousands of experiments in modern society.

Ouyang Yufei can't really describe him with words.

How can the world give birth to such a perfect person.

Ryukyu looks at Ouyang Yufei with his head tilted, and a trace of praise flashes in his eyes.

After Ouyang Yufei sighs, he looks at the praise in Ryukyu's eyes.

Suddenly there was an indescribable feeling in his eyes.

Ouyang Yufei holds the moon again and draws a smile on his lips: ”I'm really happy to meet you in this life.”

”I'm happy, too.”