C405 Prince Su Is a Perfect Match for You
"I don't know what the two of you are talking about, I'm just passing by. I'm thirsty, so I wanted to ask for your help."
Cold sweat flowed out of the corners of Su Yin's forehead, but he still didn't admit it. Han Yue smiled coldly and pushed the sword forward another two inches. The sound of the tip of the sword slicing through fabric rang out
