Chapter Eighty-Three: Light Bulbs

Qin Tiantian was refreshed, lifted his pants and looked at the woman on the bed like a remnant wind and willows, and smiled distorted and arrogant.

Bai Xian'er was not covered in an inch, and her ink-like hair was as lifeless as dry grass at the moment. The fat powder on the face has long been washed away by tears, leaving only mottled traces.

After putting on the last piece of clothing, Qin Tiantian already felt sweat oozing from his forehead.

He paused and gasped for a moment, looking down at the woman on the bed, his eyes fixed on the roof, hollow as a dead thing.

"Mader!"

He spat inexplicably: "It's bad luck to look at this face!" ”

Saying that, he got up and muttered a sentence before striding out of the room.

The door was slammed shut, and tears slipped across Bai Xian'er's stiff face

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