drink without even looking around.” His voice was wooden and cold, his expression as sharp and frigid as ice, a chilling ten miles deep. Han Bi, however, foolishly smiled softly, pulling Ye Feimo alon...ting on her hair, whispering softly, "From now on, don't fight, okay" "You grumpy little thing, how could you possibly not fight..." 。"Nuan warmed chuckled, her heart sweet to the point of oozi...