C509 Crazy Hatred

When she knocked on the door of Mo Zicong's room, she was so nervous that her palms were sweating. When the door of the room opened, the moment she saw Mo Zicong's face, she felt dizzy. It was as if there was a violent roar in her heart.

He had a pair of eyes as deep as the ocean, like a whirlpool, sucking her into it in an instant, causing her to sink endlessly