C800 Let Him Go

"No," Fu Boju sat up from the sofa. Li Jing was still sitting there smoking. Fu Boju had put out his cigarette, but he didn't. He just sat there with a scary cold gaze.

I could see the redness on his cold back. I also knew that Fu Boju was old, and the biggest characteristic of old age was that he was nostalgic. And Li Jun was quiet. She was never a person who would be at ease