C192 Intimidating

Ouyang Qing'an felt like there was a ball of fire burning in his chest. He punched the tree trunk. His small fist was strong, and the green leaves on the tree trembled a few times.

Yang Songshu felt that sharp gaze and his eyebrows slightly moved. He looked at Xue'er and said in a cold voice, "Xue'er, did you fight with Ouyang Qing'an?"

Xue Xue'er wiped the cold sweat on her forehead