C472 It Was a Flower

She reached out, trying to pry his hand open. But after several attempts, she still couldn't succeed.

All she could hear was his cold voice in her ear: "Xinling, are you still thinking about Tianze?"

Xinling glared at him, shaking her head.

"I'm telling you, tonight, if you can't make me happy, I can't guarantee Tianze's safety. I'll give you ten minutes to think about it