C845 It's His Fault

"If there is any progress, will there be any rewards?" Qiao Yihuan looked at Ruan Tang and whispered.

Ruan Tang turned his head and looked at him. He held the comic book and quietly put it into his pile of books. He did not have any intention of returning it to Qiao Yihuan.

Qiao, who was in the drawer, stuck her head out and rubbed Ruan Tang's hand. She did not scream but was very clingy