C297 Thread-drawing puppet

Lu Linghui walked out of the secret room, raised his head and looked down at the drizzling rain, lowering his head and quickly advancing.

The rain no longer fell on his face. He turned around and saw Jin Shu timidly following behind him with a yellow oil-paper umbrella in hand.

Lu Linghui laughed: "Thank you. "Lady." He couldn't remember Jin Shu's name at the moment