C845 Don't Flirt
"What is it? Do you think that I'm not here anymore? "
Han Shaolin could not hold it in any longer and glanced sideways at Xu Moyu.
"Sect Leader Han also came to give a kick?"
Xu Moyu was still laughing happily. His feet were dishonest as he hooked his arm around Han Shaolin's calves. He rested his chin on his chin and watched Han Shaolin continue to smile. He was incredibly beautiful
