''Hey, that... Ilmi...'' I quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes, ''I can't push that thing. ''
Yi Mi turned his head and looked at me. I don't know if it was my misunderstanding. His bright black eyes seemed to be spinning in circles, as if he had... Evil intentions. Yes, absolutely malicious.
''So... Can you carry me over...'' I lowered my head in a low voice.
So————————
Ilmi held me under his arm like a briefcase.
''That's not right...''
Ilmi carried me on his shoulders like a sack.
''That's not right...''
Ilmi lifted me above her head like a stone.
''Still not right...''
The IL fans were trying to throw me like a pitch.
''No ah...''
Feitan?
Feitan pursed his thin lips and gave a cold smile, "Long time no see." . . . ''A low, hoarse voice sounded slowly, sounding absolutely malicious...
''It's strange, Feitan, you...'' Could it be that... It can't be...
''Do you know that I have been looking for you...'' In Feitan's golden eyes, I was shocked.