C937 Water Seven Don't Say too Much

Inkship.

Lin Mo held a clean handkerchief and wiped the saliva on his face that was licked by a certain dragon with a disgusted expression.

Enel and Perona were leaning on the side, their faces filled with disbelief.

The little white dragon had turned into a little white dragon pendant and was tied to Lin Mo's wrist.

Ota and Gerardo were leaning on the door and staring at him