Jian Qingyu discovered that the devil in white in front of him had two faces.
During the day, he was cold when dealing with ghosts and ignored people.
Evening...
Xiao Qianzhu's eyes were filled with hazy moisture. She controlled his hands with one hand and pinched his chin with the other: "Baby, do this with me again, okay?"
Is this a loss of morality or a loss of humanity?
Purpose: Love life and cherish the present