C63 Mantis and Cicada

In the room, the breathing of two people could be heard. Lin Han'er stood by the window, watching the wicked smile on Xing Mo Yang's face. However, the blurry shadow in front of her blurred her blurry vision.

"Damn it, what wine is this?" Lin Han'er said angrily with a frown as she rubbed her somewhat swollen head.

"Xiao Han'er, the aftereffects of this wine are really strong