ight Thunder is a little unexpected. "how can you tell""you seem to have something on your mind when you frown slightly." Ling Yun looked at him with a smile and continued to say in dumb language, "ha...ldren." Leng Qianxue looked at her watch. It's already eight o'clock in the morning, and time is a little tight. She pulled the hand of the night thunder. "I'll come back to see you tomorrow night.""g...