C135 You Make Me Sick

Gu Shiyu's every word was like a steel nail, viciously nailing Tang Qian's bloody heart.

Why did each of them have to tell her that she couldn't win, couldn't win!

"So?" Tang Qian laughed lowly, like a fragile glass doll, "What do you want to say? I can't compare to those years, do I have to let go? "

"If you don't let go, you're the only one injured!" Gu Shiyu shook her shoulders