C217 You Take Care of Yourself

Feng pretended to be calm as he looked at Lu Zixuan, but his right hand carefully moved towards the pillow.

"Chen Gaang..."

Sensing Feng's movement, Lu Zixuan waved at Chen Gaang.

Chen Gaang immediately understood and rushed forward. Before the wind touched the pistol under the pillow, he directly held the gun in his hand.

Lu Zixuan played with the gun that Chen Gaang handed to him