C422 The Tyranny of Cold Wind

At this moment, the cold wind raged on Leng Ze's face. Within his black pupils, possessiveness appeared. His thin lips formed a straight line as he held Leng Ze's hand with a slightly pale hand.

Leng Ze was shocked by Leng Feng's sudden action. Hearing Leng Feng's question, Leng Ze opened his mouth with a headache: "Bai Bai, you …"

The cold wind sneered: "You like him?"

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