C17 Whose Kung Fu Is Good

An indifferent and lifeless voice rang out from the bedroom. It was clearly not small, but it shook the man until he stopped moving.

Jiang Luoluo?

Li Yan Chen's chest burned with anger, as if someone had pulled out his scales. His eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at the woman in front of him.

"You should also mention her name, don't forget your identity