C115 Out of His Control

Ann Ruoxi's wry smile deepened as she asked Di Chenjue.

It wasn't Di Chenjue's fault for destroying her dream, it was her fault for not provoking such a demonic man at all.

In the presence of demons, whether it be dreams or souls, everything would be reduced to ashes.

"Ann Ruoxi, you …" Don't talk nonsense there! "

Di Chenjue glared at Ann Ruoxi, and his anger started to rise