C88 Mad lin miaoran

"Tired?" Feng Tianjin came to Lin Chuyue's side. A pair of long hands gently rested on Lin Chuyue's shoulders, but none of her subordinates had come.

Feng Tianjin looked at the dodging Lin Chuyue, and did not say much.

"Second Prince, you are a prince. When Feng Tianjin's hands rested on her shoulders, he was startled.

Although he and Feng Tianjin could be considered as friends