His long eyelashes were like a small fan, gently brushing against the Thunder valiant beast's rough palm.
Feeling Lin Hanxing's struggle, Lei Xiao simply pulled her into his arms and looked at Yuan shaojing with a cold and angry gaze.
This was true anger!
Yuan shaojing smiled and turned his eyes back to the one-way transparent glass.
Lin Hanxing already had a premonition.
"Thunder valiant beast, let me go." The voice was cold and powerful.
Lei Xiao's arm muscles tightened, but in the end, he slowly let go and let Lin Hanxing out.
Lin Hanxing looked at the side of Yuan shaojing's face.
The man was still wearing the clothes he had worn when they met this morning at the cemetery in the eastern suburbs.
His face lost the elegance he had when they first met, and coldness and cruelty gradually seeped out from his bones.
All these years, the gentle and refined man in the eyes of the world seemed to have disappeared overnight.
