The room suddenly became very quiet. Han Bing's face was full of surprise and worry. Under her confused gaze, Lu Xin felt a little embarrassed and turned to look at the TV. In the reflection of the TV screen, Lu Xin saw his own expression, which was blurry and seemed a little strange, but also strangely familiar ...
In fact, he didn't know why he had said it so suddenly.
It seemed like this was not the first time something like this had happened ...
..
"You guys ... Shouldn't you be focusing on me?"
Just as han Bing and Lu Xin were looking at each other in confusion, Black Jack's voice suddenly rang out.
They finally reacted and turned to look at Black Jack.
At this moment, Black Jack's body was like a melted snow cake.
The difference was that when the snow-white cake melted, it emitted a sweet smell. However, Black Jack's body emitted a pungent rancid smell. His head seemed to have lost its support and was leaning against the wall.
