The fragrant aroma of the hot air was like the warm sun in winter. Phoenix Feather's back was numb and her chest was warm...
"Ya, daddy, you're bleeding from nosebleeds!" Ai'er cried out.
"Eh? Is that so?" Feng Huanyu's eyes suddenly widened. Two streams of red heat flowed from her lips to her mouth, filling it with a bloody and sweet taste.
"Quick, wash your face." Ai Wa pulled Feng Kunyu's hand and used a plate of cold water to wash his facial mask and nose blood together. "It's all my fault. There must be something wrong with this facial mask."
"No..." How could she blame her father? It was his father who came up with the idea that he should not have. Feng Huanyu made an excuse and said, "Perhaps he's been a little tired recently."
"Are you tired? Dad, sit down. I'll give you a mas
