C89 Jealous of His Beauty

"You said he wasn't dead?" Mo Shihan asked in a deep voice.

Although he was disappointed when he saw Lu Qi sober up.

But now was not the time to talk about love.

"Yes."

Lu Qi nodded and squatted down.

Her slender fingers pressed hard on the two major acupoints on Fu Wuzhou's body.

"Cough cough..."

After a violent cough, Fu Wuzhou opened his eyes in a daze.

There were people everywhere