C93 Guya

There was a strong pressure in the words, and they were silent for a moment.

Chen Yu did not know what expression they had on their faces. He reached out and tugged at Yan Lian's clothes, saying softly, "They... are not what you think..."

"What do I think?" Yan Lian's tone had a smile, but it was still cold and mocking.

Although Chen Yu knew that the sarcasm was not directed at him