Sixty-one

pain, Ye Fei Mo took out stomach medicine from his pocket and swallowed it randomly. He lay on the sofa drenched in cold sweat.You better not come back, you stupid idiot. Otherwise, see how I'll deal...he door swung open. A young woman walked in carrying a tray. She wore a white shirt, black trousers, her long hair flowed behind her like silk. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, but what truly ca...