C57 Conspiracy breeding

Lin Chuyue stood up, walked to Lin Miaoran's side and slowly stroked his neck with her jade hands. It was as if the moment she used any strength, her neck would be snapped.

"Remember my words. Don't think about anything small. Otherwise, the first person who will kill you will be me." The cold enveloped Lin Miaoran, and when she saw the effect of the reflection in the copper mirror