C249 249 Puppet

She was resolute.

Nan Ming was obviously sleepy for a moment.

Then, his face darkened, he suddenly stood up, raised his hand and directly adjusted the infusion to its maximum speed. He didn't spare her another glance as he turned around and walked out in large strides …

"Bang!"

After the door was slammed shut, the room returned to silence.

Qiao Mu's head felt increasingly dizzy