C42 Your Highness Do You like It
Gong Liuyu's eyes contained a hint of ridicule, and his thin eyes became more and more cold.
"So what?"
He lifted the corner of his mouth and pursed his lips, maintaining his previous posture without moving an inch.
In contrast to Yun Qingrao's anxiety, the man in front of her was obviously relaxed and at ease.
The light in Yun Qingrao's eyes flickered. A vicious smile flashed across her lips