C216 It Hurts I Can't Stand Him

"Xiaoran..."

Xiao Jingcheng was just about to subconsciously support Faang Xiaoran, who was kneeling on the ground. He did not guard against any male movements and was even faster than him.

A gust of wind swept across Xiao Jingcheng's face. In the next second, Faang Xiaoran, along with her bag, was carried over by Shen Zichuan like a chicken