C811 Dragon gathering head

Shulo stared at him.

Cold sweat trickled down Jelo's forehead.

He immediately turned to Qian Chao helplessly, like a puppy that had been lost in the night, his eyes wide open as if he was begging for help.

"Second Young Master! Don't blame the young master for being in a bad mood, he … He caught a cold last night. "My body is not feeling well …"

Qian Chao said nervously