C129 It's a Hot Fight

Crack...

The lighter lit up and the cigar was lit up.

Feng Liye leaned against the railing on the balcony. White smoke lingered between his fingers, and his expression was dark. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Faang Yiren looked and the strong feeling of uneasiness in her chest grew bigger and bigger.

It was like a huge black hole pulled her in