C758 Murong Yurou

"Oh, oh, thank you." Ling Xi took it over, and ate while looking at it.

"Where did he go?" He sent a mental message over.

"Watch the match." I really don't want to care about it anymore. What are you doing in China, not being a good Western vampire and staying in the West to scare people and pick up girls and suck up blood? A plane ticket didn't cost money