C533 What Can You Do to Me?

After saying that, Duan Zhenghao got up, walked around the desk to the safe in the corner and pasted his fingerprints on it. Then, he opened it and took out a few boxes.

It looked like it had been carved for quite some time. Carefully stroking the patterns on the box, he handed it over to Luo Xiaojing with an incomparably solemn expression.

"I think you need it