C247 Fair Competition

"Besides, who said that the Wood Ture Flower must be taken from that person?"

After saying those words calmly, Yuan Muchuan suddenly sat up straight and held Qian Renxue's little hand again. He pinched and pinched here and there. He kept thinking in his heart, This hand is really smooth and tender. It feels really good.

"I see that old man is determined to get this Wood Ture Flower