C1915 The Bloodthirsty One His His 61
The phone suddenly rang. Fu Jiyao and Liang Jingyi went to touch their phones at the same time.
Liang Jingyi took out his cell phone to look. It was a call from Liang Weixin.
Just as he was about to answer the phone, Fu Jiyao grabbed his wrist, preventing him from answering the phone. "Explain what you just said. Don't say half of it. It's really annoying."
Liang Jingyi shook his phone calmly
