C83 You are my little apple

You are my little apple

"Master, please have some tea." In the training hall, Xia Lei knelt on the ground and raised a cup of black tea high above his head.

Liang Zhengchun received the tea and took a small sip. Although his expression was solemn and he had a very serious expression, he couldn't help but reveal a happy expression. To a martial artist like him