Mystic Clan of the P

Lu Jiangxian silently watched the sun on the river surface. The water waves surged and flowed, causing the light patterns under the water to twist constantly.,Having opened a bottle of beer, I sat at the dimly lit computer desk. As a dizzying sensation rose within me, my heart pounded rapidly and my breathing became increasingly labored.,Perhaps because he had suppressed it for too long, Lu Jiangxian's mind suddenly conjured up such thoughts, and his mood even felt a little excited.。