C238 Rakasha

Rakasha

Only the cold wind could be felt, as it bypassed the fingertip and swept away the remaining warmth of the fingertip.

Some of them were putting the bottles near their mouths, while some of them were stooping to tie their shoelaces to get up. The stall owner who bought the fried noodles pulled his master's noodles and the noodles flew to a stop in midair