MTL - The End of the World - Chapter 79

... ager reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt like he was steamed in a steamer. It was difficult to heat up.

"Following the Qing..." Muttered like a kitten's voice screaming slowly, Su Weishang's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the thin sweatshirt was all stuck on his body. "If we slow down, it is two in the afternoon." It’s too hot, too.”

The handsome man who walked in front listened to this and turned to look at the panting teenager. His eyes flashed a ...