C157 One Hundred and Fifty-seven Lending to the Imperial Guards

Chill? Now that Mu Yizi was in the hands of a thief, he actually said it was cold? In that instant, Han Yu felt that the karmic luck in front of her was simply the best representation of her ungrateful nature.

With tears in her eyes, the cold jade no longer looked at the edge. The only thing he could do now was to wait for Shen Bai to come back