Sixty-one

on her temper, the moment she closed the bathroom door, she clenched her fist in mid-air and waved it around. Damn pervert, damn ice block, she was the one who didn't show up for our wedding night, w...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."a satellite call. It was a satellite phone number she hadn't used in a long time, and the terminal hadn't heard her voice for over a decade."Xiao Ping, notify everyone to pay attention, the enemy is a...