C349 Meeting(1)

Although Ji Wanzhi didn't hear much about this voice, it sounded extremely familiar. After all, it was the white moonlight in Lih Lengjue's heart. It was the cinnabar mole in the heart of the man she liked.

If she could not even hear this voice, she was not fit to be a woman.

Women were creatures who were very sensitive to their love rivals and had extraordinary memory.

Zuo Ren