C162 Weird white bird

Zhao Yanran's persistence gave him a slight headache.

Just like that, Zhao Yanran blocked in front of Zhang Zitao. If Zhang Zitao wanted to go down, he would have to go around her.

Only, at such a close distance, if Zhang Zitao wanted to avoid her, he wouldn't be able to do it without some extraordinary means.

"Yanran, I'm sorry."

Zhang Zitao suddenly said.

Zhao Yanran still hadn't reacted