Chapter 757: Message

Guzan stared intently at the unremarkable burning stick in Li Chen's hand, as if trying to imprint its appearance onto his mind.Within fifty paces, every shot finds its mark. If one hundred, one tho... kissed Zhao Qinglan's slightly parted lips.The first touch was like a magnet, instantly and intensely drawn together.Li Chen was domineering, giving Zhao Qinglan no chance to resist. He thrust his to...