C60 Desperate

Thunder, clouds, darkness, and darkness.

Zheng Zheyue stood in front of the window ledge and looked out at the pouring rain, not saying a word.

An Siyu supported her chin with her hand, frowning.

Cheng Yuan leaned on the table with a worried look on his face, "Why haven't you come back yet? "Where did the head go?"

Zheng Zheyue shook his head: "I don't know, it has already been two days