"Are you sure you want to make a fuss?" He simply looked at the cold-faced boy getting closer and closer, and there were ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing by in his heart. How could the cold-faced boy he met at the beginning become so flirtatious? Still so handsome? All men and women eat it! When we first met, "Boy, you're dead, do you want to hang out with me?" Leng Yang exuded a demonic and bloodthirsty aura. "@##...%&...%*&" She was speechless. Did this person have bathwater in his head? It's great to be handsome, but others have to look at his face to live?