Sixty-one

nkly at the sky with an emotionless expression. His exquisite and perfect features were flawless, like a work of art, but his empty face made people feel a pang of sympathy."What are you doing here" S...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."him stammering and unable to speak, Wen warmly asked directly. This was a miracle! He had never seen him so embarrassed before. He was always calm, decisive, tough, and resolute. What on earth made hi...