C61 A Storm in Fallen City(2)

Lan Ying, on the other hand, was very enthusiastic. After listening to Yih Yang's words, her chest heaved up and down violently. She snorted. She pushed the plate forward and a crisp ding sound was heard. She leaned back and leaned against the rattan chair, sulking.

Lan Wenxuan and Yih Yang had just noticed that the adventurers were peeking at them from time to time