Xiaolian suddenly supported her forehead with her hands. Luo Han's figure began to blur. She couldn't believe looking at Luo Han's direction. "How could you use such a means? Don't you hate this kind of intrigue the most? "

she didn't wait for Luo Han's answer. She fell on the ground. Luo Han reached up and kicked. He looked at his boots sadly: "it's terrible. It's dirty. But it may be thrown away. There's a reason to look for Yingxing to make a pair. "

when he finished, he could not help but feel happy for his wonderful idea. But when he thought of what Xiaolian said, his eyes were...