C2270 A Motley Crew
The angry Qing Jie was completely enraged.
If it wasn't for him thinking of his father, he would probably have really lost this match.
Lu Shan, on the other hand, sat in his original position without moving at all. Looking at Qing Jie, this hedonistic son of his, who seemed to be in a panic, he only felt that it was very interesting.
He was clearly an embroidered pillow
