C87 Sword tension

"Why is it so lively?" Liang Fei didn't notice the unhappy expression on Gong Chen's face. As soon as he entered the door, his gaze fell on Song Guo.

The woman's thin body was tightly wrapped in a white coat, and her movements revealed her usual cool temperament. As if he had seen something, Liang Fei's black pupils constricted. The deep red under Song Guo's earlobes stung his eyes