C227 Sword Rain
"That little girl is so strange." The middle-aged man muttered to himself.
Dung Runyan rubbed her mouth, not caring about the oil on her hands at all.
"Miss, there is a tissue here." The security guard reminded her.
Dung Runyan was slightly stunned, but she seemed to have just reacted. She smiled and picked up the tissue to wipe the oil from her mouth and hands. Her eyes were a little blurry