C511 Aha

Xiao Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He told Zhang Jing to return the black card to Ma Kangning and used the wind power to hang the suitcase behind him. He then quietly pushed open the door.

The soap opera that Fong Qianqian and Zhang Jing chased after was the same. The former was hugging a pile of puffed up food, leaning on the sofa in boredom.

His eyes were filled with a dazed look