C177 Feeling of Heartache

Zixiu's hands suddenly trembled. He raised his head and looked at Huangfu Xin, who was peeling the apple for him with a complicated expression. His expression was a bit uneasy, but he didn't say anything in the end.

It was finally nighttime. Yeh Han was wearing a night attire, and his face was covered as he blended into the dark environment.

The two black shadows followed closely behind