"Yue…"
A man's voice came through the communicator around Fan Mei's neck. It was Mo Yi.
"I realized that this name suits you well…" His voice was low and hoarse, as if he always spoke with affection.
"What's the matter?" Nian Yue raised her eyebrows and stared at the camera closest to her with her sharp eyes.
That pair of eyes seemed to be able to see into one's heart through the big screen!
The devilish man was sitting in front of the big screen with a glass of red wine in his hand. His rose-colored lips curled up slightly. "I miss you…"
His light blue eyes were extremely deep, as if he was saying the most moving words of love in the world.
"I don't miss you." Nian Yue sneered and pointed the pistol in her hand at the surveillance camera above her head!
The surveillance camera above their heads was shattered!
The big screen in front of Mo Yi was pitch black!
