C340 Wealthy Strange Disease

Zhang Kuang pulled on Lin Rou's soft and tender hands. Just as he was about to go upstairs, a bell-like chuckle came from the entrance. Right when Zhang Kuang and Lin Rou were looking at each other in dismay, a sweet-looking girl lightly stepped in.

The girl was around eighteen or nineteen years old. She had a similar appearance to Lin Rou between her eyebrows