C220 Lingering ghost
Liang Zhen's face was as black as ink.
The plate of oysters in his hand couldn't wait to slap Wen Jin's face.
Xu Yi came out of the kitchen with a pair of chopsticks in his hands, along with Wen Jin's chopsticks.
Wen Jin smiled. "Only Brother Lu, you really welcomed me here. You don't seem like some person. You talk and do the same thing. You are thinking about something else."
When he spoke