He Jintong's eyes met with Yu feibai's icy cold gaze. She felt an extreme fear engulfing her mercilessly.
it's not Bai Qingqing, it's not what you think it is. he Jintong's trembling voice sounded like she was holding back her tears.
Yu feibai pursed his thin lips that were as sharp as a knife. He walked over and grabbed he Jintong's collar tightly, lifting her up. Didn't I tell you that if you dare to touch him, I'll let you know what 'regret' means? then, who gave you the courage to touch the people around me? "
He lowered his voice at the end, so low that it was like a wisp of smoke, revealing a bloodthirsty murderous intent.
when he jintong's neck was strangled and she couldn't breathe, she also felt a chill running up her back. her whole body was forced to stiffen, and her face was as white as a ghost.
feibai Qianqian. he Jintong begged for mercy with tears in her eyes as she called out Yu feibai's name in a trembling voice.
