C432 Twice Smuggling
At night, Leh Luorann had that strange dream again.
In her dream, Lu Shaochen gently held her face in his warm hands and kissed her gently.
Wait!
Why was the pain in her lips so obvious?
"Woo …"
Leh Luorann was jolted awake. In the next second, she saw a black shadow climb up from her body and hurry towards the door