C1927 Dragon Horned Divine Weapon

The charming atmosphere in the carriage made Song Yu more nervous. Her hands seemed to have nowhere to put them. Her legs were tightly pressed together and her eyes were blinking. The more she didn't want to look at Jiang Wuchen, the more she couldn't help but look.

Jiang Wuchen was a veteran, how could he not see the unease in Song Yu's heart? He said: "Miss Song