C168 Pyretic Fever(2)

Just who was this person? Was it made of iron?

At the same time that Ning Mengxiang was speechless, she was also very curious. Right now, she felt more and more that Qing Hun was not simple. It was as if she was shrouded in a mysterious light that made her want to undo this light and see Qing Hun's true face.

"Why are you blabbering so much?"

Qing Hun frowned