C230 Shen Qi's Hand Is about to be Crippled

Lin Jiamu's white shirt sleeves rolled up slightly, revealing a white wrist with distinct joints, revealing a warm feeling similar to jade. He picked up two cubes of sugar and put them into Su Ranran's coffee. "I sometimes envy Shen Qi."

"Envy him? "Envy him for always being scolded by me?" Su Ranran looked at him in confusion, then picked up her coffee and took a sip