C136 The Grass on the Grave Was Green

"What do you mean?" Fei Mei frowned and slowly withdrew her hand. Her pale and thin palm contrasted with the black paint and revealed a delicate and delicate beauty.

Yung Lin smiled again, and then he turned his face around and said, "What I mean is that this is what I'm using to deceive others. If you continue to be stubborn and foolishly continue to forcefully cultivate