C167 Hold Your Bloody Hand

"Qii Chu, I have a bad feeling about this. " Mi Lih frowned as he spoke to Qii Chu, who was standing beside him. His fair and slender fingers caressed the phone screen.

Qii Chu blinked. "What's wrong?"

"Tang, what happened? Mi Lih looked up at Qii Chu. "I'm worried something might happen to him. "

Qii Chu stopped smiling