C49 You Blame Me for Being Blind

Zhou Weih held the door handle. His eyebrows were like hundreds of thousands of pigs in an instant. The creases on his forehead could pinch an elephant to death. He stared at Wang Heng and said in a serious tone that was rarely seen by him, "Kid, you. . . It's up to you if you want to mess around outside, but don't stretch your hands out like a horse. Wei is not the same as you