C459 Fighting

Right now, these two books were like a hot potato. Song Rong could neither throw them nor take them!

I just want to go back quickly and find a box to put away!

Then, when Qing Tao was getting married, she would throw the hot potato over to Qing Tao!

Thinking of this, Song Rong's footsteps became lighter.

"Hiss!" Song Rong's footsteps slightly stopped