You Yi, my life is yours.

The person on the bed had a pale face and long eyelashes. The moment he opened his eyes, there seemed to be light flowing on his devilishly handsome face.

After he opened his eyes, it seemed that all the light in the room was concentrated on him at that moment. A pair of peach blossom eyes that looked evil but did not have the slightest bit of darkness seemed to have a flowing light dancing in them. The people around him sighed in their hearts. Damn, just with this face, this person can not die, or it would be a pity.

The doctor and nurse came over quickly to check on him. The whole time, the nurse's face was as red as an Apple on the table.

However, you Yi's face was cold the entire time. He had a pair of peach-shaped eyes that could best express a man's deep affection, but they were always cold. It was as if there was no warmth in them no matter who he looked at.