C561 Eighteen Needles of Ghosts and Gods

"Fake tears?"

Lin Qianxue and Yem Ruyu said in unison.

"Yeah, why do you think this woman buried her head? That's because she cried so fiercely on the surface, but she couldn't cry at all. To avoid embarrassment. Look, she wiped her mouth against the corner of her eye. "

Ning Lo, who was lowering his voice, signaled them, causing the two girls to hurriedly look over.

As expected