Gong Chen and song Zhiyun

When two tigers fought, one would definitely be injured.

Just when everyone thought that Lin Hanxing's blood would be splattered on the spot, and that Lei Xiao and Shangguan shixiu were about to start a war ...

But she saw Shangguan shixiu turn his palm and reach out to her.

"Here you go,"

A grass Dragonfly was lying quietly in his long and pale palm.

There was a smile on his handsome face, and anyone with eyes could see the hope and flattery in his eyes.

There was complete silence.

Everyone's jaws dropped to the ground, except for uncle hai and himself.

Why was this F * cking different from what they had agreed on!

What happened to the cold, unfeeling, bloodthirsty, and murderous aura?

Why was Shangguan shixiu acting like a tame Alaskan dog?

Could the rumors be wrong?

Lin Hanxing looked at the green grass Dragonfly in his palm. It still had a fresh smell, so it was obviously freshly woven.

Her long eyelashes fluttered.