C309 Zhu Qiulan

"Fatty, what's wrong?" Mo Feng walked over and asked, frowning. Was he being chased? Why did it look like this?

"Shh!"

The fatty hurriedly raised his hand, making a gesture of silence. He turned his head and looked outside through the crack in the door in panic, as if there were extremely terrifying people outside. Mo Feng's frown deepened as he turned his hand around