C699 It's Not Cute Anymore!

You can't open the door, you can't open it.

Moh Feicheng was like that gorgeous poppy flower. It was poisonous, addictive, and had an inescapable smell.

Even though she was separated by the thick door, Su Xiaomian could still feel Moh Feicheng's familiar aura penetrating into the deepest part of her heart through everything.

Time passed, minute by minute