A small boat was sailing against the flow of the flower River under the moonlight. The night was as cold as water, and the figure at the bow of the boat was long.
On this day and at this hour, there would normally not be any boatsmen soliciting passengers. However, Wang longqi was able to find the boatman easily by paying several times the boat fee.
He stood at the bow of the ship, looking longingly at the moon.
"If we really save miss Xiao Liu, do you think she'll be happy and give her body to Qianqian?"
He sized Li Chu up and felt that it was highly possible.
To him, he might just take revenge in his next life.
Moreover, everything was afraid of comparison.
At the thought of this, he frowned and muttered, " "If only you had covered your face."
"No, Yingluo, it's not safe to just show your eyes." Yingluo, why don't you put on a mask?"
Li Chu rolled his eyes imperceptibly. do you think we're going to break into the prison? "
