C41 Ahuan Is a Scapegoat

Yang Jingxuan couldn't tell what Qiao Yihuan's attitude was, and he couldn't help but shrink back and say: "I. . . I did not use it either. . . "

"Hah. . . " The interruption of the sneer made people tremble uncontrollably.

He and Yang Jingxuan were just friends who drank wine and meat. They were not very familiar with each other. They had just come to this city and had a little friendship