C745 Pleated Skirt

"Rustle …"

The blade of grass swayed, Ling Xue lightly stepped on the grass, as though she was stepping on ice, and in the next moment she was already beside her opponent.

"Puchi!"

Trapped!

Ling Xue did not stop at all, her movements smoothly skidded across an S shaped curve, and floated to the right side of the ice cream