C436 Let's Just Fight to the Death with the Old Master

Zhan Sijue enjoyed Ning Xi's meekness at this moment. Her large palm quietly slid along the hem of her clothes, her slender fingers touching the buttons of her coat and her thin lips close to her cochlea.

"If this kind of man doesn't break up, will there still be a New Year?"

Ning Xi didn't notice that his hand had become irregular. Instead, she continued to ask