C40 Money Is a Son of a B Tch

Two of us just walk around like this for half a day.

Because of the cloudy sky, the sky darkened. Ling Shaotian held Moh Fei's hand and stopped. He went up to her and whispered:

"Do you still want to shop?"

"I don't want to. I feel like my legs aren't mine anymore. "

Moh Fei said as she used her hands to massage her sore calf.

Thus, she followed Ling Shaotian back home