PREVIEW
... who allowed you to speak about my brother like that? Ming, I think you’ve grown tired of living!” fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Behind Ming, three figures flashed out like bolts of lightning, with Xu Xiaomo naturally at the forefront. After scolding Ming, her gaze towards Beiting Huang became somewhat evasive, but she eventually mustered up the courage to look his way and greeted, “Little Ninth, it’s me, I’m really sorry!”
This “sorry” touched Beiting Huang’s heart. Xu Xiaomo didn’t need to a ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE