The most beautiful thing about Jiangnan Spring is that the charming music and red lights accentuate the bustling night of Quezhi Tower. Lu Xiaofeng, who was hugged from left to right and enjoying the blessings of everyone, was unlucky again.
Lu Xiaofeng: "Sikong Zhaixing!! I always thought you were my friend!!" Sikong Zhaixing: "If you weren't a friend, what would I do to frame you?"
Lu Xiaofeng doesn't look for trouble, but trouble refuses to let Lu Xiaofeng go...
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