Merciful face iron green, estimated to be angry, wind dance tears are inexplicably looking at the two of them, playing a puzzle ah!

Mr. Liu shook his head, "I don't think you need to hesitate. Compared with a prisoner of death, this young lady is more valuable!"

"let her go!" Merciful leaning against the wall, struggling in the eyes, "Hey, merciful, you won't really hide the death row they said?" Feng Wu's tears are a little puzzling. She went out only for a while, so he won't find another poor object!

"didn't Miss Feng find out that there is a faint fragrance in the room. It's not yours!"

ah! Fragrance?...