1144 I Could Taste Him

"I'm up, I'm up." It was long since the last time Gu Mengmeng had been pulled up like this by Elvis. Her feet were dangling in the air and Elvis did not seem like he going to release her after she tried kicking twice in the air. She gave up and treated herself like laundry being hanged up to dry.

Elvis's sapphire blue eyes were bottomless, he had such a cold and hideous expression that he did not resembled a drunkard, but an extremely calm assassin carrying out his mission.

This was actually Elvis's typical expression before meeting Gu Mengmeng, just that she had never seen him like this before.

Pinching Gu Mengmeng's jaw with his hand, Elvis locked his eyes onto her red and swollen lips. He frowned and his blue pupils became deeper. He asked with voice as cold and chilly as the winter winds, "He did that?"