C67 General What You Want

Cen Jiya glanced at Cen Zhi. He pulled up his clothes and frowned. In between his brows, there was a gloom that Cen Zhi was familiar with. "Why are you here?"

Cen Zhi sat beside Cen Jiya, "Brother, are you going back?"

Cen Jiya asked casually, "Do you want me to go back?"

Cen Zhi replied, "Probably not."

The gloominess on Cen Jiya's face deepened, "Why is it a general idea?"

Cen Zhi pouted