Chapter 712: Splitting the Muscles and Wrong Hands

Looking at Cheng Chumo, who was panting with a gray face, Li Anran couldn't help but think about whether the other party's brain couldn't turn a tendon, or did he have an unknown shaking physique-

No matter what kind of possibility it is, seeing that the other party is so active and enthusiastic, how can Li Anran be worth rejecting this good target.