C45
Today, Nanxin was wearing a lot of clothes, a scarf, a hat, and a mouth mask. Only his eyes were left.
Nanxin had already tried his best to adjust his walking posture. It was simply too painful, and he couldn't control it even if he wanted to.
Ah Jiu looked at her eyes, "Are you sure you want to give up on your uncle? You fell on your uncle last night, and you may be dead by now