C20 Promise me one thing

Mu Nuanzhou looked at his wounds and felt dejected. For the sake of hurting another man, Xiao Zhan's boiling hot blood suddenly cooled down.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stood up, looked down at her with absolute superiority in height, and said in his characteristic naughty voice: "Who says it isn't? Their bodies were covered in blood, and it's hard to tell which grave they were buried in