The almost whispering voice became clearer and clearer as Fang Yize got closer, as if against the light, the softness between his brows and the deep love floating in his eyes were getting closer.
Chen Fang looked constipated and pale. The lingering whisper in his ears almost drove the voice controller crazy, and he closed his eyes in pain.
Young hero, you've had enough, labor and management are really going to bend, okay? !