C25 Prison Break in Jiangyuan

Lin Sheng carried Jiang Han upstairs. She was very light. Lin Sheng could not say that she was as light as a feather. She should also have weight. The places that she should have looked also grew a lot, but he carried her and ran all the way up. He did not feel tired at all.

Jiang Han's small face was so cold that it turned purple, and her lips turned white