C427 You Still Have Me!

"Sis, don't cry. I'm really alright. It doesn't hurt at all!"

Rong Ling grinned at her, but it was even uglier than crying.

Gu Zhihuan stood on the spot without moving. He frowned as he looked at everything in front of him.

The house was very small, probably only about four to five hundred square meters. The furniture was very worn out, especially this boy called Rong Ling