C612 Fate

Yov Yue looked at Zheng Ting's serious and confused expression and couldn't help but feel guilty. I... I'm not going to tell you, I'm going back to the bedroom."

Yov Yue wanted to stay after saying this. However, how could Zheng Ting let him go just like that? He grabbed Yov Yue's slender and white wrist.

"Who is it with?" Zheng Ting's voice was very low and indescribably cold and terrifying