C117 Kung Fu Competition(1)

Just as Wang Zhenqing turned around the corner, a bamboo cane pointed at the tip of his nose, scaring him so much that he stood there motionlessly.

A laughter that was like silver bells rang beside his ears. A woman lightly scolded: "Wushuang, why are you scaring your brother again? Chastity, she's joking with you, come and sit