MFTIV: Ch 27

   Jiang Lu moved his lips, as if he wanted to speak, but there was already a crackling sound of going downstairs in his ears. How dare Qi An’an let him speak, put his index finger on Jiang Lu’s lips, shaking his head, and lip-synching: “Stop talking. Don’t talk.”     She could see that Jiang Lu wasContinue reading “MFTIV: Ch 27”