C569 I will Poke His Sore Spot

Lin Ci respected him as a man. When he was burned by the cigarette, he did not even blink. He did not even moan.

However, it was true. When he used the knife to cut himself, there was no sound.

Lin Ci looked at Zhuang Xincheng, who was dejected, and suddenly had a bold guess.

She stared at Zhuang Xincheng for a while.

When Zhuang Xincheng raised his head, he saw Lin Ci staring at him