C43 Tang Xun's Back

A warm finger cut across Jin Pei's neck. When it came into contact with the silver ring on her finger, it sent a chill down one's spine.

"Hey, if you want to deal with me, just recording is not enough." Kong Xiu smiled lightly and kissed her ear. He held her phone between his fingers and fiercely smashed it against the wall in front of her shocked eyes