C27 Open Room with Class Flower

But right at this moment, with a cracking sound, Wang Qianyun's chair had moved back more than half a meter, and then with a snapping sound, a strong hand grabbed Xiao tutou's wrist. "What surprised him was that this person was none other than Feng qingyang, who had been sitting quietly in his seat all this time.

"You dare to fight back?" Xiao tutou glared