C119 Pyrrolidine

Zhang Chun stood on the deck, blowing the sea breeze.

However, after yesterday's life and death struggle, Zhang Chun now inexplicably had a little fear of the sea.

"It's so late, and you're still blowing the sea breeze. Aren't you afraid that your unrecovered body is even worse?"

Bu Ping's voice came from behind Zhang Chun.

Zhang Chun turned and sized Bu Ping up