A Wife Like Fire: Mr

He had lost too much, his pupils were already dilating, but he was still trying very hard. His eyes didn't blink, staring deeply, "Qiqiu...are you...crying for me",Only at the doorway, stood a handsomely dressed man with one hand holding a silver-gray pistol. He looked over, offering a slight smile that was chillingly serene.,Holding Mo Xiuhan's hand, before she could even speak, another person appeared behind the man.。