C744 Three Days to Kill Him

The man lifted her hair, his brow deeply furrowed.

The color of her lips was very pale, and he traced it with his hand, his eyes fixed on the pale little face.

He would rather she was angry with him than be silent.

The phone on the table kept ringing. It was from Yuejing Courtyard.

Lowering his head to look at her bloodless face, he found it hard to breathe. He retracted his hand