PREVIEW
... mile on his face, and his eyes were even more cold: "Is it enough? Are you satisfied?"
"..." It's not that he doesn't want to answer, but that he hasn't reacted yet.
Shen Yu turned his head and left, returned to the car, started the engine, and left without a trace.
Quan Hanting stood in the wind, watching the billowing dust blown by the exhaust, raised his hand stiffly, and touched the place where Shen Yu had bitten.
"Hiss—"
It hurts a bit, but th ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE