C88 Hold the Rich Man's Thigh

"Talk?" Ji Yanxi stopped and looked back at Ji Lanling. "What do you want me to say?"

Ji Lanling stood in front of him. Because of her height, she had to look up at him.

"Is that so?" Ji Yanxi slowed down his steps and walked beside her, "You're so timid?"

"Yeah." Ji Lanling nodded. "I'm afraid of the dark. I'm afraid of thunder. I'm afraid of walking in the night