C97 Don't be a Hooligan

Lu Faan took a deep breath, his hands slightly trembled as he touched Faang Xiaoyu's Face s.

In the darkness, his eyes lit up. He started breathing heavily through his nose.

Crack.

In the darkness, a crisp slap sounded exceptionally loud.

Then came Faang Xiaoyu's delicate shout: Brawler.

The voice was abnormally clear and clear, as if it was the angry and hurried shout of a female hero