Chapter 980: The Deep-Calculating Old Fox

and a raincoat, looks no different from an ordinary fisherman as he holds his fishing rod.Green hills are reflected on the green water, and occasionally a pair of Mandarin ducks or mallards swim acros...d let me go!" Zhao Qinglan's voice rose two octaves.Li Chen lowered his head and saw Zhao Qinglan's pretty face flushed with shame and anger, her skin as white as snow, delicate and smooth like a newl...