C512 His Little Pear Hate Jasmine the Most

The melodious music came out. Li Nuo was like a little rabbit at the entrance as he hopped around non-stop. As he waited, every minute and every second felt like the weight of a mountain crushing down on his heart as the beating of a drum sounded out.

After waiting for a century, a familiar voice could finally be heard, "Hello, who is this?"

Low and cold, but just as sexy as ever