Block Her In The Alley

Mu Sihan's imposing figure body was tall and cold. No matter where he stood, he was someone that could not to be ignored.

There was a cigar in between his sexy lips and his right hand was playing with a small silver lighter. Seeing Nan Zhi approaching, he lowered his eyelashes, that were even longer than a woman's, and lit the cigar with one hand.

The scarlet flames flickered in and out in the darkness of the night, and he was puffing out smoke with his deep dark eyes half closed.

The night breeze blew at his shirt, and the expensive black clothes gave him an added sense of wildness and arrogance. His tall body seemed to blend with the night, like a king who was above everyone else.

Nan Zhi saw a gauze wrapped around his forehead and her almond-shaped eyes narrowed.

He's hurt?