C72 A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Fu Shuang scratched her head, puzzled.

Could it be that the trauma in her heart had already reached such a serious stage? She could even have a dream?

Hsu Muzhou's patience was limited. Sooner or later, he would not be able to hold it in anymore. At that time, wouldn't she die a miserable death?

Taking a step back, even if Hsu Muzhou did not do anything to her