C96 I Have to be Honest with You

His eyes were like charcoal and ink, reflecting the cold and gloomy light. Zhou Weih's tone was light, but it carried a kind of ruthlessness that made people tremble in fear. He said, "Kill him. "

Putting away the phone, Zhou Weih's expression changed from cold winter to warm spring day in an instant. He acted as if nothing had happened and put his hand around my waist. "Liu Duoan