The Seventh Miss, Di

A cold male voice echoed out, its tone as if frozen, carrying a chill and an air of killing intent.,Even though Ye Liuli was clever, she didn't react immediately. The hand that was about to lift the red veil froze in mid-air.,If it's a vein that ruptures, it won't be troublesome, but if it's an artery, Ye Liuli thinks it's better to give the man a quick death first, then commit suicide.。