C360 A Beauty Trap

This burnt smell lingered on Fenng Lixin's body for more than half a month.

At that time, Fenng Xinglang was almost always by Fenng Lixin's side, accompanying him through the gates of hell every time.

The hand that lifted the blue cloth was very stable, but at this moment, Fenng Xinglang's heart was in turmoil.

Even if it was a dog that he had picked up