C135 Zhao Min(2)

Now Aokuang is stunned in this kind of tense competition. Following the fall of the hat. That jet black hair. It fell down like a waterfall. A cool breeze blew, and the tip of the hair fluttered in the wind. At this moment, Zhao Min's face flashed. Panic and helplessness. She did not know what to do. Ao Kuang was stunned by what he saw