The smaller the rabbit, the whiter it is. His ears pricked up.
Zhou Leng did not prick up his ears, but his eyeballs were blood red.
His eyeballs were bloodshot, his eye sockets were slightly green, his lips were dry and cracked, and his cheeks were prone to acne. One look and one could tell that his anger was particularly strong.
Due to the lack of fluid in his kidneys, it was easy for people like him to do something early.
Wang Yan glanced at Ye Ziwen and wondered in his heart, did the two of you break up because you couldn't get that thing from him?
The reason was actually not very important. What was important was that from now on, Wang Yan could be considered to have been completely hated by Zhou Leng.
However, the young master did not cower and instead teased her.
"Yo, Sister Ye, your gift this time is a little too heavy..."