C135 Big Bad Guy Linghu Ming

Shangguan Yan stared at the two men in the car. He clenched his fists tightly and stepped on the gas pedal as he sped past them, creating a wave.

Youran, who had returned home, had indeed contracted a severe cold. Her entire body was haggard.

Looking at her like this, Susan's heart ached as well. She quickly found alcohol and cotton swabs to cool him down.

"Susan, let me do it