C192 He Is Angry

However, Fu Yinian didn't care and gripped Yi Yeyu's neck tightly. He raised his hand and raised Yi Yeyu up into the air. Yi Yeyu could feel that his feet were off the ground and he couldn't breathe. His throat was dry and aching. He couldn't say a single word.

Just as Fu Sinian was about to go into a frenzy, Zhao Yang's phone rang