C310 Not Pregnant at All

In fact, in the depths of the tomb, there was indeed a person wearing a black cloak. His eyebrows were dyed with the vicissitudes of time, and his expression was cold and indifferent.

Ye Zichen watched Peng Fucheng leave.

He leaned on a willow tree. Actually, he wasn't afraid that Peng Fucheng would see him. Even if he did, so what?

In a way, he was him!

They were the same people.

Heh