C393 Pull out a Strand of Her Hair

Gong Mingchuan was slapped by the woman, but there wasn't a trace of anger on his handsome face.

His eyes were filled with bright starlight and a trace of excitement.

The reaction of her arm being corroded by sulfuric acid. . . It did not look like a clone, but more like a real person.

He suddenly reached out and cut off a strand of her hair, holding it tightly in his palm