C98 Custom machine for her

Ignoring the extremely ambiguous atmosphere between the two, Si Nan's expression did not change as he hinted to them.

Sikong Ting's eyes flashed, his gaze swept across Blood Vulture's similarly calm face and lifted up Lu Baobei's chin. "Go and cut some fruits over here."

He had insisted that she stay here, and in less than two minutes he had asked her to cut up some fruit