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
