C347 I don't care about my sister at all

With these words, Zhang Ling directly punched himself on the cotton. This sort of feeling of not being able to respond in the slightest was truly depressing.

He spat, his face red with anger, the veins in his temples throbbing slightly. "How can you ignore me like this? Are you tired of living? "

"Bro, what time is it now? Can you be smarter? What identity do you have