C136 Give It Back to Me
Why does she feel a chill down her back. . .
After all the thoughts in her mind were shouted out in cheers, Su Xiaomi finally understood that Ou Mingjue was still sitting in front of her.
That's right, it was that stinky hooligan.
At this moment, this stinky hooligan's expression was not gloomy, but rather terrifying.
If it wasn't for the coffee table blocking between the two of them. .
