Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

As soon as the call connected, he immediately hung up and tossed his phone onto the passenger seat.,"What did he do" He wiped his hair, sat down on the sofa, threw down the towel, picked up the hangover soup that Lao Shu had just brought in, and took a sip.,It's just that heart, or is the thief's heart still not dead。