C354 Intense Flavor of Wine

He was dead meat, really dead meat.

She slowly shifted her gaze to Tian Feifei. She looked at her with a complicated gaze.

"Tian Feifei."

Yang Dia opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Recalling what she had told him yesterday, she had said that she could never leave, but in the end, she had still secretly slipped away while carrying her on her back