Then she opened a black umbrella and walked down, glancing at the person lying in the middle of the road?
Sweat, even dying isn't done so recklessly!! A sister who's mixed in the underworld hasn't gotten this far!
The woman felt puzzled, unsure whether this person was dead or alive. Her five nails, painted pitch black, touched his head and gently twisted it.
Wow... Such a handsome young man... Looking more closely... How familiar he seems... Uh, I remember now, it's him...
Qi Longbing couldn't feel the raindrops refreshing his head, opened his eyes slightly, and what caught his gaze was a short-haired, clear and lovely young man.
"Who are you?" Qi Longbing muttered softly.
The woman smiled lightly.
"Don't you recognize me, Qi Longbing? I'm Marilena," the woman said enchantingly, a hint of suspicion passing through her deep purple pupils.
