C60 Lies

Gu Zhancheng, who was in the Bentley, thought about what had just happened with Mu Lin and did not notice that there was a small black figure at the entrance of the neighborhood. He was trying hard to wipe away his sweat. After wiping his handkerchief, there was a face that he had been looking for for for the past few days. It was also that tender face that he loved and hated at the same time