C89 Deafness

"Master Jing!" Seiffer stomped on the ground and put his foot in the car. He looked at Hua Jingsheng, who was surrounded by layers of black ink and could not distinguish his emotions. Shouldn't he go and see the scene at this time?

"Seiffer, do you think she will blame me?" Hua Jingsheng's voice was cold and calm. It sounded ethereal as the wind grew stronger