C867 Chapter 867

As the group was about to slip into the trees, Nangong Junxi turned back, pulled a goofy face at them, and said, “Upperclassman, we’re not trying to be some ‘ultimate dream team,’ so go find someone else!”

“You…”

Duolan clenched her fists, teeth bared with rage, itching to charge over and beat the daylights out of that sunshine-smiling pretty boy Nangong Junxi. An Moli frowned, reached out