C240 Harsh Conditions(3)

Suspicion of the human nature;

What he wanted to see now was,

Zhen Mingshi sat there unmoving.

What should he do?

Under the gaze of a dozen eyes in the room,

Song Zixun's fist inched closer and closer to Zhen Mingshi's round face …

Feng Yi sat in a good position.

Zhen Mingshi sat right beside her