C648 How Can It Have Such an Effect

Su Xiaomian's cold eyes shot towards Wentian, who was at the door, "In your dreams, unless I die!"

Wentian laughed lightly, "I don't want you to die."

After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at the notebook that Su Xiaomian threw into the trash bin. There was a mysterious and evil smile on his face.

Sitting on the plane to America