My gentle tyrant (56)_1

"Why?" the rules were puzzled.

Yu Li seemed to be a little impatient. He pressed his thin lips tightly together.

From the young man's cold gaze.

The rules saw through the other party's intention to crush it with a single palm.

The rules were ...

F * ck, is this guy retarded?

The young man's melodious voice rang out. He looked at the sky in the distance, as if he wanted to see someone's face through the dark night.

"I really do have a wish."

The rules flashed and gave many tempting suggestions."What do you want? Power, wealth, longevity, martial arts ... Or something else?"

Yu Li's face never changed.

He didn't seem to be tempted at all.

He opened his thin lips.

"I hope that she will live a peaceful and happy life."

The rules seemed to be stuck. Just, just like this? No more? Don't you think about yourself? Yu Li, are you crazy?"

It was anxious.

It had never seen such a person!