Chu zhaoyue put away his smile and looked serious: "ah Feng, there are only two of us in the future. When there is no one else, you don't wear a mask, OK?"

the summer desert wind gently raised the corners of its mouth and smiled a little indescribable: "this is your punishment, can I say no?"

hearing this, Chu zhaoyue smiled again: "you are still a little self-conscious."

as soon as her eyes turned, Chu zhaoyue's smile suddenly became thick and cruel. She glanced up and down at the summer desert wind

who thought the injury of her right foot was more serious than she thought. As soon as she...