C141 Moth Against Fire

It was no wonder that Jiang Yuan could no longer hold himself back.

Ji Liang closed the newspaper and rubbed his temples with a headache.

Seeing this, I moved over and pressed his forehead with my palm.

"Ten years of drinking ice and everything is for naught."

Ji Liang sighed.

Jiang Chenqing had been talking about this matter for a long time. Half a month ago